So, yeah, I am back at my babysitting gig with my little buddy, Olivia…

I like sitting with her and telling her about the world… but I think my favorite time is the ‘is that where the sock goes?’ game…

Before we get her shoes on, I like to find funny places to put the socks. First, I ask her: “Where do the socks go? Do they go on the unicorn?” Then I put the socks on the unicorn, and ask her if that is where the socks go. Then she laughs and finds various ways to tell me I am crazy, and I say, “NO! That isn’t where the socks go”… and then we move on to something else…

It turns out that the socks do not go on the monkey’s feet…

… or on Olivia’s hands…

… or on the little dolls… although they do make perfect sleeping bags for them…

… they do not belong on Olivia’s head…

… and they do not go up her sleeves…

And by the time we are done with the sock game, we are both exhausted, and we really don’t even need the socks at all.