Without even understanding the concept of a favorite color, Jadyn has chosen hers. Maybe that's not accurate. Jadyn has discovered hers.
I very clearly remember the day I decided what my favorite color was. I was somewhere in the neighborhood of 6-8 years old, and I was sitting in the red Japanese room at my grandparents' house, and I had noticed that everyone had a favorite color but that I did not. So I picked one. I don't remember the criteria I used to decide (except I knew it wouldn't be pink because it was Azina's favorite and it was such a yucky, girly color), but I chose purple. It seems to fit. (Because I am royalty, of course.)
So this whole thing with Jadyn started last Saturday, as we're getting ready for soccer. Joe put her socks on her, which she correctly labeled "pink." Then she wouldn't leave the house until she had a barrette in her hair, which she has never wanted before. She chose "pink." Yesterday, when asked what color popsicle she wanted, she chose "pink." Last night, she couldn't go to bed until she had the "pink" blanket. (She started crying when I tried to put her in bed. I asked her what she wanted, and she said "pink." Thinking she wanted some pink doll or something from Alaina's room, we headed that direction but stopped when she pointed at the linen closet. I opened it, and she pointed at the pink blanket.) Today, she opened her sock drawer herself and pulled out the pink socks, and when she brought them to me, said, "pink."
Granted, I only have a smattering of knowledge when it comes to child psychology, but I think it is a little odd for pink to be the first color a child can readily identify. I could be wrong.
All that aside, however, I am amazed at the differences that are inherent in each of us. Jadyn was born knowing what she wants and what she likes. I am not like that at all.
I wish I wouldn't have been so self-absorbed growing up, that I could have started to see the wonderful quirks God created in each of us. I am thankful that God is still trying to teach me to see and appreciate the uniqueness of each person, starting with the children he blessed us with.
(Of course, that doesn't mean that I'm not always right still...)
6 comments:
Oh yes, a pink sparkly purse for Christmas is just what my Jadyn is getting! If I have to make it myself, she will have it. Pink it is.....
I would also like a pink sparkly purse for Christmas.
I believe there was some reason you got taken off of the Ashlee Christmas list....at the current moment it has escaped my memory, but when I recall why i will inform you....
Sorry, maybe next year!
well, I find that to be unnecessarily harsh, but as a man who's barely employed I understand. this year's list is down to family only, and even then some are on the bubble.
besides, I imagine that the Christmas list cut came from one of my many attacks on the lonestar state and/or one of its athletic teams.
the funny thing is after the first paragraph I had a strong inkling it would be pink. that girl never ceases to amaze me :)
in the immortal words of azina: "the people demand that you blog!"
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