I have to buy socks yet again. I have always had to continually buy more socks. Why? Well we have a monster in our house. He is a sock monster. I have never actually seen him but, you can tell when he has been by. The sock drawer will suddenly be empty.
You might try and tell me that maybe they are just misplaced. Perhaps they are stuck in the dryer. Neither would explain it. The amount of socks my son and I are missing in total would fill several trash bags I am sure. You see the sock monster started visiting before I had my son.
My son was upset with him this weekend. He wanted to go out and we couldn’t find any clean socks just three pairs of dirty ones, waiting forlornly in the basket to be washed next. He decided to hunt the sock monster. It didn’t matter what it took he was going to get his socks back.
He is so sneaky. My son was prepared with a net and bravery to face him. He searched all through the house. For a moment he thought he saw the elusive beast. Alas he was never found. What was I going to do? I had a little boy desperate to go outside and run off energy. I handed him a pair of socks out the basket, asked my mom to watch him outside, and went to replenish my stock of socks. The load of laundry could wait till I returned and the dirty socks could join the others.
If you are reading this dear sock monster I have a plea to you from my son.”I need my socks back, don’t you have enough already? Please please bring them back to my drawer. I won’t be mad I promise.” One thing is for certain though, wherever sock monster is he is happily enjoying the socks we miss so much.
I hope you are happy sock monster. One day we will find you. Then your reign of sock stealing terror will be over.