Saturday, February 12, 2011

One of us gets PINKed up and another gets PICKed Up

Petunia’s favorite book of the last several months is Pinked Up. It involves a little girl “pinking up” her daddy so they can go to a “pinknic.” My apologies to anyone who’s wanted to check it out since October because until last week it was in our possession. Petunia decided she wanted to pink up her daddy. So for Christmas he was given a couple of pink shirts and a pink patterned bow tie.
A few days ago we broke out the bow tie for the first time and pinked up Amp for work.  I’ve been trying to get him to wear bow ties for years, but Petunia was the one that pulled it off. No surprise there. She’s a pretty persuasive kid. She even gets me to accessorize from time to time. (It helps that she makes beautiful necklaces for me.)
And sometimes that persuasion of hers is used for something other than improving her parents’ wardrobes. A couple of weeks ago I was feeling a little out-of-sorts, second-guessing something that I’d done, as I am wont to do. While driving alone I consoled myself by saying “It’s okay, you’re just a little bit odd.”  (Case in point—using the word wont.) When I returned home, still feeling a little melancholy, Petunia lay on the warm bathroom floor while I was brushing my teeth, and said “Mama, do you ever think you’re a little bit odd? Because sometimes I think I am.” She said this in the most sincere way, without any preschool drama or sadness—totally content to consider herself a little odd.  I don’t think I’ve ever heard her use the word odd, and for her to use it on that day of all days, and to use the exact same phrasing as I had earlier, was, well, odd. Or a little bit miraculous, depending on how you look at it.  

1 comment:

  1. She sounds like quite the special little girl. I love the bond I have with my Bean, as well. She's like a mirror into the best parts of myself sometimes. Has Petunia read Pinkalicious?

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