If I am ever committed, or better yet commit a crime, my insanity began the day I had a household of boys with socks that are all white. Here is the mismatched losers looking for a life partner out of Tucker's drawer. There were NINE different sizes and shapes of white socks. This is not including Josh or Hudson's sock drawer.
Shoot. me. now.
Yes, I have dropped to writing about socks. Feel free to delete me from your web favorites.
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
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