Socks

So much has happened in our lives just recently that it'll take a bit to catch up. I think I'll start with one of the most important items. Socks. Well, at least it's the issue that's plaguing me this particular morning. Rachel has a lot of issues with socks. She's never been able to figure out the heel part of the sock, and why it's different from the rest of the sock. Consequently, the heel of her sock frequently ends up on the top or side of her foot. I don't really like to micromanage her dressing if I can help it, so unless it looks like it'll be uncomfortable I don't fix it for her. I try to buy socks that don't have a distinct heel, or are soft enough that it's not a big deal if the heel isn't in the right place. If the socks are too stiff or thick, she won't pull them up far enough and there will be wadded up sock at the end of her feet, taking up too much space in her shoes and hurting her toes. If the socks are too soft and stretchy, she will pull them up too far and her toes end up being smooshed in her socks to the point that they hurt. Unfortunately, she never complains about either of these things, so I'm unaware until she takes her shoes off at night and I can sometimes see the results. On rare occasions she has complained that her foot hurt, but usually I can only guess when I see her feet at the end of the day.

Her socks needed to be replaced, so I checked out all the socks at the store and picked ones I thought would work well for her. They're too stretchy. She pulls them up so far her toes are cramped. Now that I know this I can at least check every day and see that they're on right, but it takes one more piece of independence from her, which I don't like. I guess it's time to go look at socks again. Hopefully I'll pick better next time.