DEAR JONATHAN

I wanted to say thank you.

Thank you for your big, thick, warm, black socks.

They were perfect and really hit-the-spot! 

After Marin shared her open-mouth, very wet and quickly planted kisses (and virus!) with me, I was left feeling icky and chilled.

With a fever, sore throat, runny nose, cough and chills, I went to the laundry room and opened the door of the dryer.

There they were.

Your socks.

Still warm from tumbling.

I began to fold them along with the rest of the darks, but a sudden urge had me placing them on my feet...

and WOW!

My feet became warm.

Just like that!

Even though I didn't ask permission, I knew you wouldn't mind. 

So, thank you.

You and your socks are the best!

Comments

[Jonathan]

Well you are welcome - from my feet and me!

JD

[Mar~]

That was nice of you, Jon...
I thought you may comment by saying something like, "well, I've always wanted to sock it to you!" Ha, ha!

[Megan]

Mom needed those socks and yours just happened to be in the dryer! Thank you for warming up my Mommy, Daddy!! :)

~Megaroo~

[Jonathan]

Glad to help!

JD

[Joan Lloyd]

I have a black pair of Bens, but they are not short, they come to my knees. (Still they keep me warm (and fuzzy).