I know…I barely blog, and now I’m blogging about socks?
Stick with me. These are no ordinary socks.
Wait. Actually, they are ordinary socks. And that’s precisely what makes them extraordinary when we’re talking about son #2.
As chronicled here, in a post from November 2008, I outlined the sensory issues Bennett had been having with his clothes, and the steps we took to get him through that. I updated here and here about his progress.
The one holdout problem area over the last couple of years has been socks. He just cannot stand the seam or thickness of typical socks. However, the ones that I buy for him are crazy expensive, and they wear through fairly quickly because of how thin they are, BUT I always felt like it was worth it in the long run, because he’d just put them on without complaint.
He’s recently worn holes all the way through the bottoms of several pairs, so on Tuesday night I suggested that he just give a pair of Luke’s socks a try Wednesday morning.
And they were fine! I asked him after school what he thought of them, and he said, “Actually, I didn’t even think about them all day!”
So last night, he and I took a little trip over to Target to buy new, regular socks. Who knew new socks would make me so happy, and so relieved, that this chapter is primarily closed?
Happy day. The end.