Friday, April 10, 2015
The Boy needed socks. I knew he'd graduated into adult sizes but in the shoe store you just mosey one aisle over & it's no big deal, right? But I stood next to the superhero underwear, confused, wondering what was wrong with Target's inventory management that I couldn't find the right size. The men's section? That couldn't be right, could it? The men's section is in a completely different part of the store, separated from the children by rows of electronics & camping gear. I found his socks there, next to boxer shorts wrapped in pictures of grown men with beards & chest hair, then floated around the rest of the store clutching those white crews to my chest like the baby I swear I was holding only yesterday.
Posted by krlr at 8:04 AM