Parental pride in pink This is a post I originally wrote in October of 2014 but never got around to posting. I found it in my files and decided to do this as a throwback Thursday. #tbt The photo shows dear darling son on the far side of the trombone line, pink hoodie and pink ribbon painted on his face.
I have come to realize that I’m raising a pretty great kid! Yes I am biased but I also recognize his faults as well as his positives. He is a bit of a non- conformist. I don’t know where he came up with that trait. Me, you say? Well, you’re probably right! Anyway, it was a little cool this morning when we got into my truck for the drive to school. Neither of us had grabbed a jacket but I had my zip front, pink, hooded sweatshirt on the backseat so I grabbed it and put it on. At this point dear darling son said he wished he had grabbed a jacket. So, in jest, I asked “You want to wear my pink hoodie?” To which he replied, “Yeah” I looked at him a little incredulously wondering what he was thinking. “They’ve been talking at school about the breast cancer thing and said we should wear pink.”
For those of you who don’t know what I’m talking about, October is the month where EVERYTHING turns pink in support of and to raise money for breast cancer research and awareness. So, my dear darling son, being the sensitive creature he is, decided to wear my pink hoodie to school. We got in the turn lane to turn into the school complex and since we were stopped at the light, I took off my jacket and handed it over to him at which point he promptly put it on. He looked at me and sort of chuckled. “I’m not sure what I think about this but I don’t care what anyone else says, I’m going for it!”
One of the assistant principals was walking out as my son was walking in and he had a pale pink dress shirt on. It looked like he said something to my son. Maybe he gave him some positive comment on wearing pink!
That I have raised a son who is not only sensitive in many ways but also brave enough to do whatever he wants even if it’s not the “popular” thing is a point of pride. He is not content to follow the crowd. He will take his own path and if someone wants to come along with him, fine, if not, oh well! Hopefully this doesn’t turn out to be a disaster but knowing my son, he’ll just shrug his shoulders and tell anyone who has anything to say about it, “This is what I wanted to do and I did it and I don’t care if you don’t like it!”
Now as long as he doesn’t let his girlfriend wear it or leave it in his locker and he brings it home, we’ll be good.