Saturday, May 24, 2008

Who needs socks anyway ?

From the very beginning the dude has never liked socks. A very early indicator should have been when the mittens fell off his hands on the drive home from the birth center. At that moment, we thought it was just a coincidence, but little did we realize that it was a harbinger of things to come. Sure enough, within days we saw him try to kick his socks off as soon as we got them on him. We'd barely have put the car in drive and looking back in the rear view mirror we could see that he'd lost one of the socks already. Eventually he took to just brazenly dispensing them off with his hands. And now it's got to the point where he either fights it or just gives us a look of disdain that seems to say 'Now why would you even try that when you know that I ain't gonna put up with it for too long ?' I recently tried to play a trick on him by wearing his socks on my big toe just to gauge his reaction. At first, he thought it was the funniest things that he had seen and then promptly proceeded to save me the indignity of having to put up with something he so detests.

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