Another year, another few hundred crow's feet. The best part of my day was coming home from work:
We then opened Granny's valentines: socks for all of us! Cordelia's were...stripey. Cody thought that JVL's socks were for him and immediately put them on. And hasn't taken them off, though they are approximately 10 sizes too big.
Cordelia was not satisfied with one pair of stripey socks. She tried them all on, and after awhile refused matching socks, preferring one foot to have one beautiful stripey sock and the other foot to have a different one. It went something like this: "Stripey socks! Granny sent them to you! Put them on. HAVE THEM ON! Take of these socks. PUT THOSE ON! And that OTHER ONE! I LOVE THEM. Look at meeee! I so beautiful."
It cracks me up on so many levels. To Cody or Jonathan, the thought of wearing mismatched socks on purpose is tantamount to voluntarily gouging out one's eye. Why would something DO such a senseless thing? : )
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This, on the other hand, made me smile! JVL and Cody.... I hope those socks make you feel like new men. Mommy, I hope yours keep you warm, and Cordy ... wear those stripes any way you want!
Hysterical!!!!!!
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