A post in the form of a bridal announcement
The young man (age 6) was wearing these dainty, although soiled socks, at the end of the school day; and he’s not talking about where he got them. The unveiling of the socks took place in the backyard of the boy’s best friend at 4:30 in the afternoon of a school day. The walkway through the garden was paved in red brick; lilac’s were beginning to present their buds; and cardinals could be spotted on tree branches. Present at this unveiling was the boy’s Mother, two of her other two children, the boy’s best friend and at his side, the best friend’s Grandmother. The day was sunny, bright and unseasonably warm, and all were wearing spring attire, all appropriately soiled from a full day’s work of play.
The accompanying music was a chorus of whines and cries as the boys had “tired themselves out” in the unusual show of sunshine, and were basically at the end of their ropes. During the walk back home, the boy did pick one of the Mother’s first blooming Daffodil’s in the front yard and presented it to her.
It is believed that the socks were initially soiled at a playground, not too far from the school. When asked “where on earth did you get these socks, and where are yours?” The boy responded that he didn’t know. He left the house at noon, late from a busy morning of playing, as usual, wearing his plain white socks with HANES clearly spelled out in red letters.
The mother of the boy is guessing the sock-exchange occurred sometime during afternoon kindergarten between 12 and 2:50. The mother of the girl of the missing lavender-trimmed socks has yet to be identified.
The mother of the boy is considering rounding up a few Knights who can canvass the school, asking the little girls to try on the socks to see which foot the socks belong to. Once found, she’s considering taking the two out for a celebration Banana Split, the boy’s favorite dessert, at the play area of the local Grater’s Ice Cream.
Anyone with information regarding the rightful owner of the sock can respond in the comments section below.
This is for BSM, and Painted Maypole’s Monday Mission. This mission was to write a post in the form of a bridal announcement. I hope you can do better. Mine seems to be part bridal announcement part crime-scene report!
Also, April is poetry month, and I have just the perfect poetry book that will excite every boy.
This was absolutely hilarious. Thanks. I needed a good laugh. It’s been a long day. 🙂
That is too funny ! Hope you get to the bottom of this mystery !! 🙂
That’s funny–I did that once with a pair of shoes. My parents were much less accepting of it…I think I remember getting grounded. Of course, I was older and the shoes were brand new 🙂
loved it. and I’m impressed he managed to come home wearing 2 matching, but not his own, socks.
What a fun story!
Way to cute!! LOL – at least they were a match!
I’m in suspense! That it to funny. Don’t leave us hanging, though. I want to know how it turns out.
That is too funny!
So sweet! My 5 1/2 yo son definitely has some sweeties too, though he hasn’t traded any clothes with them (yet).
This was a good one! I love the socks. As soon as I saw the picture and read the word “boy” my wheels began turning. Good show!
What a GREAT story! So funny!! ha ha. Great shots, too!
that is too funny! a mysterious sock swap, eh?
LOL! I think you did a great job fashioning this in the form of a bridal announcement. Let us know if you find the rightful owners of the dainty socks.
Oh my goodness, that is hilarious!
I wonder what the little girl’s parents thought when she showed up in his socks!
oh my….cracking me up – i can’t wait to hear “the rest of the story…” if you ever discover it!
Part Cinderella Story! Loved it!
That is too hilarious!!!! I love that the boy doesn’t care that he grabbed girl socks. My co-teachers and I were just discussing that recently. It’s only at the very, very end of second grade that our students begin to REALLY recognize the difference between boys and girls. At the beginning of the year, they are just friends. By the end of the year, we’re dealing with those first crushes or “he can’t play with the GIRLS!”
That’s just too funny!
how cute and funny:-)
I wonder if, somewhere out there, there is a damsel with a pair of boy’s socks on, looking bereft for her lost knight.
fab shot of the dirty socks. very clever post.
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