The Sock Monster…
I was seriously starting to question whether or not a sock monster had taken up residence in our house…I had at least two pair of socks that had been torn apart by fate (or so it seemed…)
It wasn’t until after naptime today that Anna thought to inform me where her socks had been sequestering themselves (with at least a little help from a certain toddler…). Below is a picture of the stockpile of socks (which could rightly be called a sockpile…) that I found between the crib and the wall. Now if only the mouse in my kitchen was as easy to get rid of as the sock monster…
