Little Spazz, Sarcasm, and Wharped Humor

A pink sock lay on the floor of the hallway upstairs. I announced to a little darling that a pink sock lay on the floor upstairs.

She ran upstairs, shouting, "Oh, no, mommy! It's going to eat us! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

I shouted back, "Attack it!"

I heard a grunt, a loud thud, and I assumed somebody picked up their dirty sock in the middle of the hallway. Now, I know that I didn't say, "Serena, pick up your sock in the hallway and put it in the dirty clothes hamper." However, I felt I had made my point clear unto the little lady. Low and behold, a little while later the pink sock was still in the very same spot.

I found Serena and told her that there was still a sock on my floor. She grinned and shouted, "Oh, no, mommy! It's going to eat us! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

I felt like I was loosing the battle at this point in time. However, the sock was soon gone.

*shakes head*