As Moms, we wonder on a daily basis (or however often you do laundry) WHERE those kids' socks vanish to. Sure, there are the righteous socks that have to be tossed, because if you have boys anything like mine, they run up and down the sidewalk and come back in wearing socks that look like they've been attacked by the weed eater. But then...there are socks that we KNOW good and darn well we most definitely, without a shadow of a doubt, threw into the wash. Nonetheless, when all is agitated, rinsed, spun and tumbled, I still manage to have a little cloth bag, located atop my dryer where all the widowed socks dwell, and it is FULL of them!
Well, if you can't really make out the photo above, that would be one of Travis' (or Jacob's?) stretched-out socks that got inhaled by my 9-year-old washing machine's water pump. Backing up a little, my washing machine conked out on me Wednesday at the start of the rinse cycle, leaving standing water and overly-saturated bed clothes to sit there. Thankfully, Carrie let me use her "Emergency Laundromat" so I could rinse and spin them out (and have something to sleep on/in), and my Dad came over Friday morning, fully prepared to buy me a new machine. After taking it apart and out to the front yard, he discovered the stuck sock and determined my machine has 9 lives! (This is only the 3rd time he has had to work on it...)
So there you have it. Photographic evidence that proves the missing sock theory to be TRUE!!!