Gman alluded to the sock story in a comment.
It goes a little something like this.
After Karateboy successfully secured his fabulous orange belt, I got a gander at his socks. They were black. Now, I'm not a bleach-crazy kind of mom. But darn, my whites are white.
When I said, "What did you do to your socks?"
"Oh mother, these are still the ones from yesterday"
...and I made a face...GMan was kind enough to capture my horror. He did not, however capture the filth level of the socks. I'm talking just-throw-them-away-they're-ruined dirty. It didn't help that we were standing just outside the karate school with lots of other folks mulling around.
See, Karateboy likes to wear socks to bed. Unlike me (I'd be barefoot all the time if I could) he must have his tootsies covered. I've tried convincing him to put on CLEAN socks before bed, but he insists on wearing the ones he wore all day. Frequently I have to remind him in the morning to put on CLEAN socks before school.
So I will continue to ride him about clean socks...and over-react and be properly mortified when he pulls more two-day sock extravaganzas.
But really, I don't care. Sooner or later the smell's gonna catch up with him and only he can live with that.
It's his little form of rebellion.
If wearing dirty socks is as bad as it gets, I'm one lucky freakin' mommy, don't you think? It skips drugs, tattoos, earrings and colored hair rebellion....so I'm OK with that.
I know the minute he finds out that girls or people in general won't like him with ripe, two day old socks, the romantic in him will win and he'll change.
Me, I'm sockless...cause that's the BEST!
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Well, at least he'll have a soul mate in Curly Top...she'd leave the same socks on for as long as I'd let her!
They were pretty black. Maybe he should learn to turn them inside out to get more than a day's use out of them. :)
I used to say to daughter, 'do you want to be known as the girl with the smelly hair?' Didn't phase her. Daily showers are now part of the teenage thing. Don't know if you'll be so lucky with the socks.
i can't do socks unless i am sick. i'm with you on that!
let's hope socks is as bad as it gets. ;)
Declan is *so* there with him. He would wear a pair of socks for a week straight if I would let him!
For some reason, this reminds me of this story my much older brother (like he's 50 and i'm 37) told me about the year he went as an exchange student for 2 weeks to Germany. He packed two pairs of underwear and was proud as can be that he never washed them. And that he turned them inside out when they got too funky. Ew.
Be thankful it's socks and not underwear. I'm just sayin'.
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