There was mystery in my house. Missing socks. I was going to go the store and buy some more, but I thought I would do all the laundry first to get a better picture of how many socks the girls had and how many I would need to buy.
Of course, I think it would be a good idea after a few warm weather days to turn my whole house upside down switching out all the winter clothes with summer clothes (yes, I left jeans and a few sweat shirts out). So this turns into my spring cleaning of the girls bedrooms. Big mistake. I mean really big mistake. Extremely big mistake.
It was like pulling the small little thread attached to your shirt that ends up unraveling the whole bottom seam in the shirt.
I never realized that behind the dresser and under the bed was considered a closet, but who am I to question that. I completely enjoyed every moment of pulling out pants, shirts, pajamas, books, toys and (you got it) all the missing socks.
The sock monster must be extremely hungry these days.
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