Saturday, May 31, 2008

Let's talk about sox, baby...

Okay, I admit it. I'm a chronic loser. A sock loser that is. I can't really explain it, but it seems that whenever I hit the final stage of matching up our socks into pairs to put them away, one is missing. This has pretty much always been true and in all honesty it's never really bothered me. I mean, the missing sock will turn up somewhere sometime right?

My lovely wife on the other hand is not a big fan of my missing sock habit. It is simply illogical and therefore incomprehensible I guess.

But now I have an even bigger problem. You see, Danny has milk in a bottle several times a day and as I was just washing up the nipples, tops and bottles, I ended up with 7 nipples, 8 tops and, gulp, 6 bottles. I'm afraid my problem is no longer a pairs problem. Apparently my lack of logic has exponetially increased.

Well, gotta go now. It appears there are some baby bottle parts to find. Maybe they are hiding somewhere with this week's elusive white sock. -M


C said...

If the picture is any indication, Danny seems to have had it all together. I don't know what the problem was for you two. - Cheri

Susanica said...

Hi Cheri! Yes, Danny is far more "together" than at least one of his moms (that would be me ;-) Hope to see you guys again sometime soon. -M