I just found myself singing, “let’s put on your socky socks, socky socks, socky socks, let’s put on your socky socks …” to TWO. He loved it. 

But when I heard the words that were coming out of my mouth I stopped myself mid-sock and wondered who took over my body and made up that ridiculous song. Maybe that is why there is a misconception that stay-at-home moms are stupid. Because after so many months of not enough rest and not enough time to THINK, you just start acting weird.

Not that it matters how weird I’ve started to act. TWO now has his socky socks on and is grinning at me like I’m the funniest person he knows. Which I am. Clearly.