What?

The other day we were all snuggling in bed, trying to warm up.  I was teasing my girl, begging her to please warm up my ice-block feet.  In half-feigned, half-genuine agony, she wailed and tried to shove me away and she moved her toasty warm feet from my reach.  As she began to lose the battle, she desperately threw her brother under the bus.  “Go cuddle Max!  He has kayak socks!!”

The game came to a standstill as we all stared at her in bewilderment.  She saw our consternation and pointed at Max’s feet by way of explanation.  We continued to look nonplussed so she repeated, ‘kayak socks.’  The light bulb went on for our sweet boy and he burst into laughter.  “You mean yak socks!”

And everybody says, “Oooohhhh!!”