Sock of Shame

Hello world, Jack here!  I'm hungry.  In fact, I'm always hungry!  I eat all day, but I'm still so hungry.  I sleep really good for my mom and dad at night, but all sleeping does is make me . . . hungry.  Lately I've been trying to eat my hands all the time, but my mama finally made me stop doing that.  My hands were pink and raw and sore.  She put yucky vaseline on the sore spots and then made me wear these socks.  Now I may be little, but I know socks are for feet.  I even hear my sister get told all the time, "Molly, take your socks off your hands."  Last week she even took her sock off and filled it with cookie crumbs while my mama was putting the groceries away.  I wouldn't have done that, but I still have to wear these socks on my hands.  Mom, why?  Just let me eat my hands.  They taste so good.  Sigh.