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It all started about 4 years ago. I never noticed that the laundry didn't add up. Holly didn't notice it, either. But then, Steven wore flip-flops a lot. Come Sunday morning (every Sunday morning), we would be trying to find Steven a pair of socks. I just never imagined that the little incident could prove to be a big thing.
His socks were disappearing. Well, they did tell me that this house was haunted when I bought it. But that can't be it. I don't believe in ghosts.
Well, the couch sits with it's back against the wall and the window is directly in the center. However, the window is lower than the back of the couch. So, with the contour of the back side of the couch, one could, quite possibly, put something behind the couch.
Well, the couch had sat there for years. Really, the couch came with the house. Yes, our house was partially furnished when we bought it. But for whatever reason, one day we had to move the couch.
Lo, and behold! How many pairs of socks can you put behind a couch? How about at least 30 pairs of socks all piled up! There was no sign of him ever doing this. We never saw him do it. We didn't catch him doing it. And I thought it was hilarious!
Well, he eventually quit doing it. But I did check behind the couch now and then to make sure. Yes, I did find more socks there. But every time I checked, there were fewer and fewer, until there were no more. And I got a good hearty laugh every time!
Well, maybe we all go through that "stuff-the-socks-behind-the-couch" phase. Steven did. But he got over it. Justin may inherit that gene, but I'm 1up on him. I'll be looking for his sock stash when he gets older...
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