Today while folding the twins’ laundry I came across baby socks that I haven’t seen in years.
Actually, it was a lone baby sock.
At 3.5, the twins haven’t worn this particular sock for at least 2 years. Really washer, you regurgitate this now? I chuckled when I seen it, recalling the early walkers sliding around the kitchen wearing this pair. Smiling at the memories and wishing I could kiss those tiny feet again, without a toddler telling me to leave their feet alone.
Sweet lone baby sock.
I folded it up with the others and put them in the drawer. I think I’ll keep my babies for a little while longer.