The other day, I was in the laundry room hanging clothes. The three girls were in the livingroom folding clothes. Sir Husband was in the kitchen.
This is what I heard:
J.: DAAAAD! S. shoved a sock in my mouth!
S.: Well, you wouldn’t stop talking!
J.: That doesn’t give you the right to shove a shock in my mouth!
I am thinking… There are plenty of socks to go around. 😉