Recently I was tempted to confess to strangers that my son had odd socks on – just in case he kicked off his gumboots to reveal my terrible parenting.
Why did I care? They were just odd socks, right?
But somehow odd socks made me feel like I was failing.
But, when I thought about it a little more, it meant something very different.
THE SYMBOLISM OF ODD SOCKS
This mother is behind on laundry
This mother has a washing machine that eats socks
This mother miraculously managed to find two socks
This mother cares that her child has warm feet even if dressing the feet in odd socks
This mother doesn’t care about having perfectly dressed children
This mother recognises that parenting and perfection don’t go hand in hand
This mother knows that even the most well-heeled women often hide odd or silly socks under their knee high leather boots
This mother had fun sock hunting with her two year old
This mother priorities fun over chores like washing
This mother wears odd socks too to make it a game
This mother shows her children that little things aren’t worth getting upset over
This mother has better things to do than care about odd socks
Maybe dad dressed the baby (an incredibly useful out clause if peer pressure does get to you).
(Photo credit – my two year old. Installment one of ‘Big Blurry Nothing’ – a photography portfolio)
(We make fun stuff for fun parents).