Everyone knows that socks go on the end of your appendage. Now me, I hate wearing socks. It may be the best thing about summer that I can go around without socks. Owyn has gotten that little genetic gem from me. He can't wait to take off his shoes and socks.
This next bit is pure Owyn. No credit from my side of the family on this one. After he takes off his socks he puts them on his hands. He will sit around watching TV with his gee in his mouth and a sock on each hand. Socks on? Check. Appendages covered? Check. Feet comfy, cozy? Check.
I am completely baffled.
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