We stopped at a mall and Lloyd complained that he wanted some new socks. I don’t know what his problem is – after the bat bug incident I threw out all but three pairs of white socks, and honestly, how many pairs of socks does one person need?? Doesn’t he know that you really don’t need many clothes at all?
But, no, he wouldn’t listen to reason. I had bought him a three-pack at Wal-Greens when Beth bought Goggles for her children, but those weren’t fancy enough for him. He bought fancy socks at the mall, and then another one because it was fifty percent off. So now he has fifteen pairs of socks! That is outrageous!!
Lloyd says that if he was a rich man, he would wear a new pair of socks every day and then give the old socks away. (I hope he would clean them first.)