Ok raise your hand if you love to sort socks. If you are raising your hand you may not relate to this post. If the idea of sorting socks makes you a little sick to your stomach and wish you had an appointment with the dentist, we are kindred spirits.
To really understand my feelings about socks, you have to know that I am barefoot 87% of the time. I own about 12 pairs of socks and I think about them exactly never.
I want to tell you that I have all of the tricks to easily sort your kid’s socks. Honestly, when my kids were little I did. My secret? I got all the girls the same socks and all the boys the same socks. They were all white and they all matched each other. When I was trying to adjust to being the mom of 8 little kids, I for one did not try to be creative with something like socks. With about 50 pairs of white girl’s socks and 30 pairs of white boy’s socks, all of the socks matched and matching was easy.
Then they became teenagers! Cue the scary music now. Who knew socks were such an important part of the teenager wardrobe? Certainly not me! Of all he arguments I thought I would have to referee, “Mom, she’s wearing my socks!” was just not one I ever envisioned.
All of the sudden, socks are an important fashion accessory that must reflect my children’s personality and sense of style. That is a lot a responsibility to put on 5 inches of fabric. Even my sons are on board with this. In fact, if anything, my son’s socks are more crazy and important to them than my daughters.
Gone are the blissful days of generic white sock easiness. Now there are all kinds of bright colored socks. There are socks for school and socks for sports, and socks for around the house. Oh those socks!
So how, you ask, do I sort all of those precious socks? I don’t. Nope. I provide the socks but if they want to wear them my kids have to sort them. They wash them themselves when they do their laundry (yes they do their own laundry) and they match and put away their own socks.
At any given day, there is a laundry basket full of random unloved and unmatched socks. Those poor little socks are the warning. If my kids don’t wash and put away their socks, they have to wear some from the basket of misfit socks. It hasn’t come to that yet.