So he was thrilled when I won a gift bag at the recent firemen's lunch. I was hoping to win during the part of the raffle where they had cool prizes, like golf clubs or gift cards. Instead, I won during the phase where they gave gift bags filled with random things. Mine included a calculator, some Fig Newtons, a whistle, a scarf, and some knitted yellow booties. But it was the last prize that thrilled Mark most.
"Socks!" he yelled triumphantly, pulling them from the bag. He was even more excited when he saw Mickey Mouse adorning them, and immediately whipped off his own shoes and socks.
However...while I'm not one to look a gift horse in the mouth...they did have a minor flaw. They were size 13-15. That's right, professional basketball player size. (Not that I've seen a lot of NBA stars wearing Mickey Mouse socks.)
Mark didn't care. He put them on backwards, so the heel popped out midway up his shin. He pulled them up, proclaimed them perfect, and smiled happily at me.
As he should. Because hey, he rocked those socks as well as any pro baller!
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