My eyes narrow and I look at Jacob’s feet sharply, “Are you wearing two different socks?”
“No…” he replies sheepishly.
“And to make matters worse,” Darya chimes in, “he did the smell test on them!”
I shake my head and mutter, “Boys.”
Beat, and then I add: “Hear that tone? That’s disgust!”
Seriously.
What’s wrong with wearing two different socks? Granted, when I do it, it’s because they got separated from their matches during laundry time and I’m out of everything but mismatches…and mine do come straight from the drawer and not off the floor….
It just dawned on me! I’ve been saying for years that the reason I’ve always loved blue and have only recently liking pink is because when I was born they put me in a blue blankie instead of a pink one (I think they were out)…that must be why in my relationship, I’m the sloppier one who wears mismatched socks sometimes and hates doing laundry!!
On the subject of 2 different socks! At the Halfway House on .. was it Saturday? Probably. Anyway, I happened to catch on that Grant wore two different socks. Upon questioning, I think it turned out that it was unintentional, like he maybe hadn’t realized..? But so very similar.
My sister wears different socks but in a really obvious way and because she enjoys wearing one blue and yellow duck sock and one white and red radish sock, and suchlike.