While driving down the road the other day I realized my child was wearing two different colored socks and one was the wrong size and dangling off her toe precariously. When we got dressed earlier there wasn’t any socks. I know we have tons of them, they are in the top drawer. But, for some reason, they have all disappeared. They have vanished into thin air. The sock monster’s got them.
When we got pregnant we got socks from lots of people. We received pretend shoe socks, stripped socks, socks of all colors and sizes. At the time I really didn’t think about it – just thought is was nice that people were so generous and caring that our future child had warm feet.
I now understand.
You see, the majority of those that gave us socks have kids of their own. They know what the deal is. They are aware of the fact most kids take socks off the moment they are put on the wee feet, they are eaten and chewed while child is parked in the car seat, they are hidden behind the couch and between cushions. The washing machine eats them.
Have you seen baby socks? They are really small.
So, I am down to my last two socks. I know I should buy more, but it seems when I really need a pair they amazingly show themselves. The other day I found some at the bottom of my purse and yesterday morning discovered a matching pair hiding in the back of the car (score!). Finding socks is the best feeling – such a surprise!
While it is cold outside, socks are very important. I got a couple more months before the child can go sock-less. Until then, even if they don’t match, she has to leave the house (or at least venture into public places) with socks so we don’t have to endure the nasty looks. You know what I am talking about. Socks are very important.