I hate socks.
Or, more to the point, I hate putting socks on my six year old.
School started four days ago, and it's been smooth sailing each day. I thought all my troubles with Julia were over.
Not.
What I didn't realize was that she had worn the same pair of socks each day. The ONLY pair of socks she likes.
So today, when I told everyone I was planning on doing the wash, she had to find another pair of socks. *sigh*
It all started again. Her crying. Me yelling. Her kicking. Me spanking. Olivia insisting. Sam leaving. More crying. More yelling. Socks on. Socks off. Shoes tied. Shoes yanked off. Etc. Etc. Etc.
Apparently, she detests the way socks are made. You know the little line that goes across your toes? She hates that. The heel part? She hates that. The fact that sometimes socks aren't soft anymore? She hates that.
I am ready to give up. I hate getting her ready for school. I hate P.E. days. Sometimes, I even think I hate her (not really, but I do hate her behavior and unreasonableness). I'm tempted to let this ruin my day, as I did so many times last year.
Help.
Does anyone know where I can get eternally soft socks with no heels or toe lines? It might just save my relationship with my daughter.
We are having a great time in Colorado! Here's an update:
We arrived Sunday afternoon and our fabulous friends, the Browns, barbequed hamburgers and corn on the cob for our culinary delight. Then we made smores out back over their really cool firepit. We stayed up late, but it was so fun!
Monday morning, we took the kids (who are all getting along great, by the way), down to the neighborhood pool. While Olivia worked out, the other kids got to play. It was a lot of fun, and we had the entire pool (25 yards by about 15 yards) all to ourselves.
Then it was back home to have some lunch, climb some trees, play video games, chase the cats, play with the dog, enjoy the cooler weather, etc.
After lunch, Angela, Olivia and I left for Colorado Springs. We picked Olivia's coach, Lorette, up at the airport and after a fight with Mini (who happens to be a GPS unit), we finally arrived at the Olympic Training Center (OTC). We checked Olivia in, and got to wander around the athlete areas for a bit. We felt a little snobby about this, because those areas are closed to the public. How cool are we? Then we left Olivia with her roommate, Leilah (from California), and walked out the door. It was weird. It felt like leaving her at college, but she's only 11! Strange.
After we dropped Lorette off at her hotel, Ang and I went out to dinner, then shopping at the mall. We had so much fun! I can't remember the last time I giggled so much! Finally, around 9:00 that night, we decided to show up at home again. I got a big hug from Sam, a nod from Dan and pretty much ignored from Julia because she was busy tormenting a cat.
Tuesday, we went to the Downtown Aquarium, spent a lot of money and had a lot of fun. The kids continued to get along (for the most part). We roasted Starbursts that night over the fire (try it sometime, it's yummy!) Olivia had a good first day of trials. She had figure competition and did well, and passed the splits test.
Today we are going to the beach. Dan had to remind Seth that Colorado is land locked, so how are we going to a beach? But, apparently there is a reservoir that is not far away with a cool beach. So off we go. Olivia has more trial stuff today, and tomorrow we will go and watch the final stuff and be there for the announcement of the National Team. Keep your fingers crossed.
I miss my bed (actually, I just miss not sleeping with Sam or Julia), but I'm not sure I'm ready to come home to the heat! But, I'll sacrifice, just so my kids can go to school. Yay! School starts on Monday!!!
