Cannibal Socks

Today I learned that my 5-year-old niece calls her mom's friend, "Aunt RAWR" because apparently when she was small, the woman chased her around like a dinosaur. Never have I been so jealous and unsatisfied with the title, "Aunt Banana", even though I realize that she will probably call me Aunt Banana until she's 50, and she'll probably be pretty fed up with the fact that we never taught her how to properly say, "Amanda". I do have one up on ole Aunt RAWR though. Only two people in this world find it amusing when I do the niece and my boyfriend. Okay, okay,  I confess, I have more than a few traits/habits that are immature. When I fold the laundry, I take matching socks and fold them into a ball. Who doesn't do that? But I can tell you that I'm probably the only mom in the world who makes a gulping sound when she does it. It just makes me think that the socks are eating one another. And believe it or not, the gulping sound is involuntary. I can't stop myself from doing it. Is there a support group out there for this? Maybe I need an intervention.

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