Socks

Socks, socks, and more socks. Where do they all come from? I'll tell ya, 14 different feet. I don't think this picture gives it justice, but the pile was as tall as the laundry basket, taller then all my folded kitchen towels. I looked at the pile of left over laundry and got discouraged. I even told my kids I needed them to fight or do something to get into trouble so that I could give them the job of folding socks. None of them did, they all behaved, they didn't want to fold that tower of socks any more then I did. I think Taneal actually started to tackle it for me and then I joined her. My mom always told me when something makes you mad or before you react, always get a picture. And so, because the pile was something I really didn't want to do, I figured I'd get a picture and then change my attitude.