"A stack of socks. They better hope that none of them have any holes." |
Yesterday my
family and I were hurriedly getting ready to go outside. We’ve enjoyed the weather outside lately,
like really. As I was instructing my kids to get shoes and coats on I looked down at my sock and saw a small hole in
it. In that moment I was flooded with a
funny memory from my childhood. I generally regard my memory to be of poor quality, but in
reality I have these flashback moments from time-to-time. I just need to write about them when I do.
The memory that I
was reminded of, from the hole in my sock, was of something my mom would do
when we were kids. To this day I have no
idea why she did this. But, anytime we
had a hole in our socks my mom would morph into the Incredible Hulk (Or
pre-hair cut Samson) and would rip our sock in half, starting from the
hole. With no explanation. This happened often to the point
when I would unconsciously do it as well, without reason, just because that’s
what you do with socks that have holes. Like
I said, I don’t know why she did this, but I do know that if there where such a thing as P.E.T.S. (People for the Ethical Treatment of Socks) they would be
enraged with her.
My brother and I still talk about how our mom
would do this and it makes me smile to think about it. It’s funny the things we remember; thank you mom for your craziness.
What funny
memories do you have?
much love,
the petersons
My guess would be that she ripped them so that you or whatever other child would not wear the "holey" socks anymore. I have done this sometimes too. It ensures that the socks go in the trash and don't continue getting worn. Plus it is very gratifying somehow :) I relate!
ReplyDeleteHAHA! Yeah, it is very gratifying! And I will continue the tradition for my kids too! Thanks Holly for stopping by! -Matt
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