So this morning I asked Preston to grab his socks and get his shoes on and we ran out the door. It wasn't until I kissed him goodbye and he hopped out of the van that I noticed his choice of socks. I was laughing so hard. He grabbed his church socks with dogs on them. I guess I can't complain when he did what I asked.
Way to go Mr.Independant!!!
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Hey, at least he had on socks and not his sandels showing his painted toenails!
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