As it turns out, I had yet another pair of Valentine’s Day socks hiding in my sock drawer. That might have been somewhat inconvenient if not for the fact that Middle Son had another archery tournament today, making a pair of anything with arrows suddenly quite appropriate.
Were the hearts maybe a smidgen over the top at a middle school bow and arrow targeting competition? Maybe, but hey, I’d rather have arrows and out of place hearts on my feet than nothing interesting at all.
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