Sock Swap

Em wears a lot of Jax's hand-me-downs.  It makes me feel very grateful that we had a boy first, because it's not big deal for her to rock boy socks, but can you imagine if it was the other way around and he was wearing pink socks with hearts?  Wouldn't happen.

Suprisingly, Jax recognized these socks as his own and wasn't too happy about it.  I think I saw a look of trepidation in Em's eye after he called her out on it, like she was waiting for the inevitable repurcussion to his displeasure. 



Okay, if he comes at me with a truck, will I have time to log roll away?  Better start heading toward the door now, just to be safe.

Not the first time she's worn his clothes, and it won't be the last!  Just wait until they're teenagers and she wants to wear his big comfy sweats.  At least then he'll hopefully be able to refrain from chucking trucks at her!  What a life I have in front of me.