Tonight I was wondering how I would fit it all in.  Clean the dishes.  Fold the clothes.  Check the homework (including checking water flow rates from different sinks throughout the house).  Wrap a birthday gift that arrived in the mail, before it was discovered.  Shuttle kids to Confirmation, basketball practice, and back.  Get to bed soon, in order to wake up early for the gym.  Plus most important, write my evening blog post.

Then a blessing, my son Sam’s socks on the kitchen counter appearing to read a National Geographic Kids.  Easy post.  A gift.  So nice that I’ll forgive their general status of filth.

Small price to pay for good blog material.

Read up, dirty socks.  Pleased to see that you are reading something squeaky clean.