
This is what I affectionately call sock soup. At the end of each laundry session I take all the mismatched socks and throw them into a laundry bag. They live there until we get dangerously low on socks for the kids. At that point I dump them all out and match them all up. It's a never ending cycle. Once it is determined that a sock as lost it's soul mate it is then eligible to be made into a puppet.
1 comment:
my worst nightmare! granted, i only have two people to match socks for so i guess i can't complain lol
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