[whiny voice] MY SOCKS ARE WET
No problem, just change them for dry ones. You know where they are, right?
*comes downstairs without socks on, but has new pants on*
OK buddy we gotta go, did you get socks yet?
[whiny voice] Could you get them for me please?
(ugh, I just want to go, I’m doing it even though it goes against all my instincts and general wishes and strategies as a parent)
But Daddy, these don’t match!
That’s OK we’re just going out for a bit and then it’s bedtime. They’re even both gray with blue! Close enough, right?
[happy voice] HEY I know where the matching one to THIS one is!
*runs off happily upstairs to find one of the matches, but leaves other sock on the floor with me*
*comes back seconds later, enthusiastically holding a TOTALLY NEW pair, puts them on without being asked.*
[in my head] WHY DIDN’T YOU JUST DO THAT WHEN YOU WERE UPSTAIRS TWO MINUTES AGO
*might be taking the kids to a wood-fired pizza / brewery place for dinner. Something for everybody!