Socks!

The other day, my co-worker noticed first how tiny my feet were, then pointed out my cute black matching socks. She was surprised, in a house full of kiddos I took the time to match my socks. I bit back tears of both laughter and sadness, but mostly sadness. If she only knew the story of what socks in my life mean. 

We used to love to miss-match socks. Now, they are required to enter rooms (an OCD thing). However, socks can be fun and free us from time to time. I'll sometimes throw one over Kiddo's or Dane's shoulder for fun. 

We've received & purchased a lot of socks this year! Time to purge some more, as we are again overrun with SOCKS!

Needs & Wants

I usually write under wants on the fridge whiteboard- "World peace!" Sam and Christian will then draw pictures of war, like mushroom clouds and nukes. This time, as you can see, Sam under my want for "X-mas Joy"- Kahuna on a sleigh. Later, Christian drew tiny Kahunas leading the Kahuna sled. 

Nugget

With Christmas on my mind, I found the hamster Hilton at a thrift store after work. Knowing M* needed a furry roommate, I simply could not resist! Armed with the cute cage, I strutted into the pet store. The experts recommended the tiniest furballs as the cage was not the Hilton I believed it to be. I inquired about their personalities and got a firm "Pick this one, hands down."

Dane, initially grumpy, had a change of heart when he saw her joy and later apologized for stealing my thunder. Naming critters has always been a struggle for our family, not this time! "Nugget" as he was the perfect sized treat for always hungry Miss Kitty. 

Now, here's where it gets comically absurd. Sam insists on calling him "Bingus," perhaps because when he's in his purple hamster ball, it's driving resembles mine. Nugget's hilarity keeps us all entertained! We just need to keep the killer, Miss Kitty, from making him her little nugget!