It’s often said a happy mother creates a happy family. And many, many happy families will create a happy Nation. And guess what creates a happy mother – finding the correct matched socks for the correct kid for the correct activity on the correct day.
Socks have taken over my home. They are everywhere, and all of them are mismatched. And no, I shall not throw away or give off that cute Winnie-The-Pooh wale socks that no one wears. Because, which self-respecting mother will give away cute Winnie-The-Pooh wale socks?
This morning, I told my kid that black is almost equal to dark-blue. He is learning Maths, that kid. He said there is nothing like almost equal. He does not yet know that all further equations will work on ‘approximately’, which is almost equal to equal. I told him no one will look at your feet. He does not yet know that his mother has, now, compelled everyone to look at his feet.
I am trying to even convince my youngest that there are no right and left socks. There are just socks. You wear what you find. So, some days, she probably has two left feet and still dazzles us with her dance moves. And then, like every new mother, I have those totally useless socks with the days written on them. Why, oh, why did I buy them? My eldest will just not wear a Saturday on a Monday? C’mon, he does not know yet, that everyone, wants to wear Saturday on a Monday.
I need some rules to sort my sock situation. When should they be washed? How often? How to stock the sock? How to convince the kid that a sock is a sock to be worn on a feet, not to be given on the face and definitely, definitely not to be taken too.
We have to make this country and her mothers happy. We have to create a National Policy on Socks.