The Insidious Influence of Dr. Seuss
Moments ago, Sadie was sitting in her favorite cubby between “her” metal toolbox and a box of stuff against the wall under the window behind me. She touched one of her socks as if she wasn’t sure she liked having it on, so I pointed out I also had socks, and came out with:
White socks, blue socks
We each have two socks
This is what comes of reading too many Seuss and other books over and over, plus being relatively quick with wordplay myself.
Posted by on 11/12 at 11:15 AM
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