Joy of Sox

I bought new socks today. I love new socks. I love fun socks! I have two drawers full of socks, which is more than anyone really needs. But some of them are seasonal, many of them are holiday specific. There are a couple pairs that are older than my children. Come to think of it, there are some that outlasted my marriage. Uff-da. My question is, then, how is it that I produced a son who owns and wears only white socks? Okay, there are a couple pairs of black socks for dressing up, but they often remain in the laundry room collecting dust between formal occasions. All day today I felt just a little springier with pink flamingos on my feet. I recommend it.