Saturday Evening Post
A glimpse into the lives of the people who live in the Little Red Farmhouse. Sort of like eves dropping. It will be a quote or conversation. It may be funny. It may be sweet. Maybe a little sad. But it will always be true. We'll see if it resonates with you.
Mom: "I just need to know. Are the socks on the kitchen counter dirty?"
Son 2: "Probably."
Dad: "That would be awesome."
Son 3: "No, they're mine. They're clean."
Mom: "I'm glad to know that's where we're keeping socks now." {sigh "At least they weren't dirty."}
Mom: "I just need to know. Are the socks on the kitchen counter dirty?"
Son 2: "Probably."
Dad: "That would be awesome."
Son 3: "No, they're mine. They're clean."
Mom: "I'm glad to know that's where we're keeping socks now." {sigh "At least they weren't dirty."}
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ReplyDeleteHa! Least it wasn't underwear ;)
ReplyDeleteHa! That happens at our house too! When I asked our oldest why the socks were on the counter he said it was because the dog can reach them on the ottoman.
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like something that would happen at my house!
ReplyDeleteSocks and males..so hard to keep track of who owns what socks..they all look similar and are the same size too!
ReplyDeletesomething so simple as socks can spark up a conversation...
ReplyDeleteLOL this reminds me of when my 5 kids were young...never a dull moment. Thanks for giving us a glimpse into your Saturday Evening Post life Kim ;)
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