I always tell my husband not to wear his socks higher than his ankles when he’s wearing shorts.

An hour ago before he hurried off to gym, this is what he does.

Him: Is my socks ok? See if it’s alright.

I looked down to see his high socks. I caught myself impulsively kneeling to fix it.

Me: Aha! You tricked me! You just wanted me to do it for you!

He tried to deny it but his wide grin gave him away.

Me: You are such a schemer! In the Bible, you’re a Jacob.

He opened the door to leave and said…

Him: I’m Jacob the vampire!

Huwaat?!

Sometimes, I love that I married a little kid.