It started off as a pretty good morning. The Girl got out of bed with no problem, though she was pretty tired. The people upstairs kept her up pretty late, so I was trying to be patient with her (not my strong suit first thing in the morning). She ate and got herself ready with little instruction from me. I was able to get ready for work. It actually looked like we might make it to school in time for her to play with her friends for a few minutes before class started.
Then, in the matter of one quick moment, the whole morning got turned upside-down. The Girl didn’t want to wear the socks I had gotten out for her last night. I reminded her of the rule that whatever is agreed upon the night before is what she has to wear to school. This resulted in a meltdown of epic proportions. I finally agreed to let her pick out another pair of socks, which she was unable to do in the midst of the meltdown. Brian threw all of her socks on the floor while I screamed at her to just pick some already. Finally, I made her wear the original socks, but only because she was completely incapable of making a decision. In total, we ended up fighting for over 10 minutes about a stupid pair of socks. She did not make it to school in time to play with her friends…all because of socks. I was near tears all the way to work, and still am as I write this, because of a stupid pair of socks.
I think I’ll throw those socks away.
And to think, it’s not even Thursday yet……
Two Working Parents 
Wow. Fortunately my daughter is still too young to get upset about clothes and my other kids are all boys, and as long as the socks aren’t too smelly, they could care less.
One thing though, parent to parent, and I hope I don’t offend, but giving in just taught her that if she does the same thing, she’ll get to wear what she wants. I know when you’re late and early in the morning that’s tougher to say than do, but I’ve been there on other things so I know. Kids love to push the boundaries as I am sure you know…gets even more interesting when they become teens.
Plus, from the pics I’ve seen “The girl” is a cutey, so as my wife will testify to…I’d probably melt and give in 🙂 Saying no to my boys is easy, but to my daughter is much harder! My wife reminds me of this often.
Good for you on finally making her wear the socks. Praying tomorrow will go smoother for you!
Oh, how I do hate the morning meltdowns! My daughter (8 years old) had one yesterday because I told her she needed a jacket. An ACTUAL jacket. Not the paper thin fashionable “sweater hoody’ that is a vneck down to her sternum.