For a reason unknown to us, my son has taken to only wearing one sock at a time. He’ll start off with two, like a normal person, and then somehow, while he’s drawing, or playing with Legos or bug-hunting outside, one will go missing.
“Why are you only wearing one sock?” David and I will ask. He doesn’t know why, he just prefers it that way. It is very mysterious.
The other day, David came home from work to find Primo watching TV with one foot snugly fit into a purple and gray striped sock one foot bare, dangling off the couch.
He turned to me and said, “Should we be worried? Is this a gang thing?’
And that's why I
A. love my husband and
B. posted this photo of Primo in Dumbo, which bears the file name "Thug Life."
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