Evening Roll Call

I waddled over to the low wicker laundry basket tucked near the rug! Inside, three pairs of thick, freshly folded wool socks were sitting side by side like round little hedgehogs. A sleepy crew waiting for nighttime? I leaned straight forward with my arms wide open and gently rolled into the hollow right between them. Their fluffy ribbed knit squished soft against my tummy, keeping me perfectly upright and cozy. I gave two little hums to officially begin our bedtime shift, and each woolly bundle stayed snug right beside me.