Johnny has this love for socks that is something comical. He can find a random lost sock from any corner of our house and before I can even stop him, it goes into his mouth and won't come out till he falls asleep. I decided to out smart him for the hike and got out his tennis shoes. In my mind there was no way he could rip these shoes off and get a hold of his sock when he is sitting on top of his father's shoulders. I was wrong, and then Johnny out smarted me by making me spend the time trying to find his lost shoe.
He even choose the sock over his dinner on the picnic.....Silly boy
There is a picture of Johnny eating his sock on our blanket and it reminds me of the garden gnomes that people put out in there yard.
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