Following in my Socks

Chamblee may have gotten all of her looks from her daddy, but she got one thing from me- for sure. Her compulsiveness. It can be awesome, and it can be tragic. In her case, it's awesome. Duh. 

She pulled her socks off the other day and decided to lay them flat on the kitchen floor. They had to be just right. Here's proof:

This is only 2 minutes. It lasted a while. She even passed up fresh, ice cold milk. After I went about my business and she left the room, I found the socks like this:

Laying side by side, perfectly flattened next to each other. Just right.

That's my girl. 

Until Next Time,
The Guff