She’s already ten minutes late; the bus is gone.
“Let me grab socks,” I say, unfolding a pair. I look at one purple sock and one green. “Did you do this?”
A small hand stifles her giggle. “Surprise!” She shouts.
“Not again,” I sigh. “Guess you need a new chore.”
Thanks! True story, too! My kid is too smart for her own good!
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ME. ALWAYS.
But now because of my daughter’s little game I have about one hundred unmatched socks. I can’t. I just can’t.,.
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I’m a fan of mismatched socks, so your daughter and I would probably have fun driving you to distraction with this game. Also purple and green look amazing together — I’m not helping, sorry.
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There are socks that match??? 😛 I’ve gotten used to misplacing socks or having the washing machine eat up a sock I forget to notice pairs. Luckily for me, most of mine are white with some small patterns. I loved the innocence in your story and felt like I was watching you and daughter on a busy school morning.
I have an entire laundry basket dedicated to socks without a partner. I can’t bring myself to throw them away JUST in case.
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Aww thanks. I’ve tried before. Maybe I’ll give it another go 😉
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