Walk a mile in another man's socks. Or something.

Last week-end we went to our friends' place for dinner and the kids played outside and Angus's socks got wet so he borrowed a pair from his friend Fletcher. Eve's entire outfit got wet because she didn't just walk in the wet grass - she laid down and rolled in it (I don't know, I don't ask any more), so she borrowed some clothes from Marielle.

Tonight Angus went to his friend Anthony's place and it was raining (because that's what it does now) and they played baseball and basketball and his socks got wet and he borrowed a pair from Anthony. We also have a shirt that his friend Jacob left here at the last sleepover.

Angus was getting undressed for his shower and he took the socks off and I said "throw them in the wash and I'll put them with Fletcher's". Angus said "we're becoming weird people who collect other people's clothing. People are going to realize that about us and then our neighbours will start disappearing and then when we go out walking they'll look at us like this" (makes strange face). 

Wow, that was really funny at the time, and now as I type it out it looks kind of dumb (why would our neighbours start disappearing because we have their clothing? Wouldn't they just be looking at us funny because we're wearing their clothes? Am I over-taxing an eleven-year-old's sense of humour? You know what, screw me, it WAS funny.)

Okay then, back to Nicole's beaver post it is.

Speaking of that large semi-aquatic rodent, a few years ago we were out at my husband's grandparents' place, with his aunt and uncle. We were sitting around in the living room and all of a sudden Grandpa turned to Frasier (the uncle) and said: "Did ya find those beaver magazines I left for you in your room?"

I know. I'm a small, small person.

Comments

Gwen said…
Ummm...Angus was right. When I see you guys out walking, I'm TOTALLY going to look at you like this (insert wicked crazy face).

You crack me up!
May 27, 2011 at 9:35 PM
Rachel Cotterill said…
I have a jumper that I borrowed from one friend at uni, and a corset I borrowed from another (but she said it looked better on me so I could keep it!). Can I join the weird club, or does that have to be socks? ;)
May 28, 2011 at 9:46 AM
Nicole said…
BEAVER MAGAZINES????

Hee, tell Angus not to worry, the neighbours won't start avoiding you until you're walking around the neighbourhood in their coats and pants or something.

I once "borrowed" an Aretha Franklin double CD from a male friend. He later told me that he had "deeper feelings" for me and it was totally awkward so I never returned it. To this day I feel weird listening to RESPECT.
May 28, 2011 at 1:52 PM
Julie said…
weirdos.

beaver. heeheehee
May 28, 2011 at 1:53 PM
Ms. G said…
Ha! I have spent years asking, "whose is this?" I know exactly how Angus feels.

That's so nice the family shares a common interest in nature ; )
May 29, 2011 at 6:32 AM
Shan said…
I'll be weird with you, we have a collection of other people's clothes here too. No idea how it keeps happening.

I'll be small with you too.... beaver... snort.
May 29, 2011 at 1:15 PM
Marilyn (A Lot of Loves) said…
You know, my husband and I have loaned out various clothes to people over the years, and we never seem to get them back. I think there's a lot of clothes collecting people out there.
May 31, 2011 at 10:33 AM
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