I have to tell you a story about Mr. B and brown socks.
Mr. B. doesn’t share well, he never has, and I think it stems from having a little brother? He doesn’t like to share things and he is very neat and clean, so having kids was a bit of a stretch for him. Another thing about Mr. B. is that he likes good socks. If your ever in search of a present for him go with socks- seriously! So he found “tall brown socks” that he loves. He likes the way he feels, he likes the way they feel in his shoes, he likes everything about his special “tall brown socks”. He does not take kindly to ANYONE taking his “tall brown socks”….
I would just like to take this opportunity to point out to you that my kids, my TEENAGE kids DO NOT WANT Mr. B’s “tall brown socks”! I try to tell him this when they go missing. I often say “Honey, the kids don’t want the ‘tall brown socks’, they honestly don’t”. Let’s face it, they have never worn them, have you ever seen teens wearing tall brown socks? It’s not going to happen!
Friends, this has been going on for years and years. When one or both of any of the infamous “tall brown socks” are missing it’s bedlam around here. Mr. B grills the kids about the socks, feeling like they have taken them (again) even though they never have. They usually turn up behind the dryer, sometimes in the boots of Mr. B. sometimes still in the laundry, sometimes in the closet… you know… the secret sock commune…? I’m sure you have one too!
While Mr. B was gone this week the kids and I cooked up a “tall brown sock” treat for Mr. B. We had so much fun and here is the picture of what we did to him.