It's not the first time I've been faced with my 5 year old son having a fashion crisis/peer-concern on our way to the strictly anti-fashion-conscious Waldorf school my kids go to. The issue seems to be especially loaded regarding colors like pink and purple, apparently now considered to be "girl colors", colors my son freely loved prior to Kindergarten. And frankly, on an already fully packed morning, this sort of thing can push my mama-patience over the edge!
This morning I decided to take a different approach: "Tell me things that we LOVE in life that are pink, Ezra?" He was stubbornly silent, sullen, resistant for a moment. Then, as I watched his face softly opening in my rearview mirror, he said quietly: "Sometimes Sunsets are pink? And we love pink sunsets! Flowers are pink. And Raspberries?" I was overjoyed: "YES!" I said, "And are sunsets boys or girls? Are flowers and raspberries boys or girls?" He giggled: "No, silly! Sunsets are just sunsets. Flowers are just flowers." I laughed too, so thankful for the energy shift: "You're right! So pink and purple are really just colors of life that we love, right? They are not only girl colors, babe. They are LIFE colors." He sat up strong in his spine, emboldened his chest, straightened his hat and said: "OK, Mom."
I took a deep sigh of relief as I parked the car and got him out of his car seat. "So what can you say to kids if they tease you about your hat my Love? What can you say that is true from your strong-bigboy heart?" He said, smiling with sass: "I'll say: 'Oh you don't like pink? But I do. So maybe you don't like sunsets? And flowers? But I SURE do.'" I kissed him and sent him off into his day hopefully in defense of PINK and all he dares to freely love in this life in spite of the limitations of other's minds and conditioned perceptions. Goodness me.