I arrived home early yesterday to an empty house, took off my trainers and strolled around the house in my trainer socks, as you do. Heard DH pull up outside so slipped on a pair of sandals and walked out to meet him and the girls.
DD got out the car and screamed at the top of her voice, whilst clutching her cheeks dramatically "OH MY GOOOOODDDDD, YOU'RE WEARING SOCKS WITH SANDALS". Then she added "Please tell me you didn't go to work like that".
WTF! I couldn't care less what my mum wore when I was 5.