While folding laundry this morning, I chuckled to myself when I saw that my socks have some how gotten a foothold on some of Jackson's tiny outfits.
All of his footed-sleepers had my socks wrapped around them, stuck to the back or even hidden inside the foot.
It makes me happy that even my nylons feel the need to cuddle the offspring.


Anonymous said…
This is sweet. But I had to laugh when I saw the google ads attached to your blog on eating disorders. Probably from the post about throw-up. I'm surprised there aren't any on fabric softener! ;)
Anonymous said…
...that comment makes it sound as if you posted on eating disorders. I meant the ads are on eating disorders. duh. but you knew that.

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