Socks have been a semi regular issue for this family. If mine aren’t going missing, the kids are.
For some reason, Toddler Adams had it worst of all. Some mornings I would struggle to get a pair together for her.
In fact missing socks could sometimes be a source of major stress, especially if I couldn’t get pair together on a week day. I’d have the eldest all ready to head out the door to school at 8am. Little sister, meanwhile, would be just about ready. She’d be dressed and ready save for socks and shoes. I’d look at her sock collection and find myself staring at a random assortment of socks, all of them different colours and styles but none of them matching.
Failing to have a pair of matching socks could be enough to bring the whole morning routine to juddering and dramatic halt. It happened on more than one occasion and it did nothing for my blood pressure.
One day I got sick of this disorganisation and just threw all Toddler Adams’ socks out. I replaced them with 10 pairs of identical white socks. Now I personally never wear white socks but I think they’re perfectly acceptable for a two year old girl.
My somewhat dramatic approach worked wonders. Even if socks were separated in the wash, it didn’t matter. I simply paired them up with another random white sock and, voila, I had created a pair.
Only thing is, my plan recently fell apart. You see Mrs Adams, with all the best intentions, went on a sock buying spree. She bought Toddler Adams several new pairs of socks. They featured a few different designs and colours.
In addition to the plain white socks, she now has socks with various different designs. They all have to be paired up and, well, you can guess what’s already happened, can’t you? Yup, they’ve gone into the wash at different times and several of these new pairs are, well, they’re no longer pairs.
Slowly but surely we’re sliding back to a sock apocalypse. In a year or so I can see myself throwing the whole lot out and starting again. Maybe this is simply the natural life cycle of children’s socks and I have to accept it.
What’s your approach to your kids’ socks? How do you manage the situation to ensure they always have a perfect pair of their feet?