Picking Up Your Socks

I was relaying a story tonight, and thought I would share it with you.

I came home from being out almost all day, running errands (which started with breakfast) and when I arrived, my daughter had on one green sock and there was a blue sock, lying on the floor. I said to her, "Could you put the blue sock in the laundry?" She responded with, "It's not dirty."

"Why's it on the floor?"

"Cause Daddy won't give me milk."

Of course, why didn't I figure that out on my own?