I walked into dad's house this afternoon to find him wearing a Polo shirt tucked into his denim shorts with a belt (all of his pants are way too big since he lost weight after his heart attack). He was also wearing sneakers and white socks that went almost to his knees. You know the look that I'm talking about.
"Dad, why are your socks so high?"
"That's where they go." And he looked at me thinking I can't possibly be that stupid because obviously, that's where the socks end. Where else could they possibly go?
I mentioned that maybe those socks should be worn with pants and he could get sport socks for his shorts. But duh, these socks are from Nike. Nike = sport. He couldn't quite wrap his mind around owning multiple types of socks, because then he'd have to sort them coming out of the dryer (he buys all the same brand in bulk and changes out entire sets at a time). But people, he's 52, he can't walk around looking like he's that old.
I had to pull out the big guns.
"You have to wear different types of socks. Right now you're looking a little like a resident of Leisure Land Retirement Village."
And with that, my friends, he leaned down and scrunched his socks to his ankles.
I'll take whatever progress I can get.
awww...tee hee.
Posted by: Mer | July 10, 2008 at 08:45 PM
I'm dying over here laughing! Good work!
Posted by: Audrey | July 11, 2008 at 04:42 PM
Good for you! Someone has to say it.
Posted by: Janssen | July 11, 2008 at 04:46 PM
LMAO and spraying the computer screen with coffee! Good job with Dad!
Posted by: Vanessa | July 12, 2008 at 02:12 PM
Hahaha! I do the same things with my mom when she's looking like an old lady.
Posted by: Kristabella | July 13, 2008 at 06:50 PM
OMG! So super cute!
Posted by: nanette | July 14, 2008 at 01:49 AM
"Nike= sports" hahaaaa.
Hey, you're doing him a service pointing it uot and I'd say pop, it's out of love because, c'mon, 52 is way too young for this nonsense!
I was playing golf w/ my Dad (age 58) and I just realized his shorts are WAY high up his back (and it's not like he was a big rear) - I am not even sure how THAT happens (belted too), but I might have to say something next time I see it.
Posted by: jen from boston | July 14, 2008 at 11:48 AM