Here is how the process is supposed to go.
- Get socks
- Put socks on your feet
- Wear socks
- Pull socks off at the end of the day
- Put dirty socks in hamper.
I think so but according to the children that live in this house, this is impossible. I am asking them to put a round peg in a square hole.
Socks are put on in the morning and then in the afternoon, they are ripped off like suddenly they have become acid socks.
Skin burning, acid filled socks that end up all over the house.
Well, guess what?
I refuse to pick them up. You know because I am trying to teach them to become self sufficient adults but this also means that I am constantly yelling, “Please, pick up your socks!”
Eventually, the kids listen.
You know after I repeat myself eighty times and they coming running from where ever they are in the house and pick up the socks.
But I have realized that my instructions are not specific enough because I find in the most annoying place possible.
Next to the hamper.
Sorry, future roommates and spouses of my children. I try, I really really try but instead of hammering this point home and making the children come back to pick up the socks from next to the hamper to put them in the hamper, I just bend over and do it myself.
I guess I am just used to it. After all, I do it for their father.