
Earlier this summer Izy and I went to Indiana to visit my parents and my sister's new baby. While I stayed at my sisters Izy spent the week with her grandparents being spoiled rotten. During one of their shopping trips Grandma J. bought Izy the Conair hair color 'thing' and that is when it all began.
For some reason Isabel has it in her head that she wants blue and pink highlights. This notion has stuck around since the end of last year and I have successfully been putting it off until the hair colorer came in the picture. Now you never know when she might appear from the bathroom with multi colored hair, ready to go to whatever event is next on the agenda. Such is the case on the first day of school.
I know that when I was in school I had this never ending desire to paint a rainbow all around my room on the walls. Of course my parents couldn't catch the vision so it never actually happened but I remember continually thinking it was a great idea inspite of the fact that I knew no one with a "rainbow" room.
Isabel knows no one with multi colored hair so I am assuming that this is similar to the "rainbow" thing. As my sister pointed out it might just be that we have done such a great job of raising her with a sense of confidence and self esteem that it just seems natural to do these things. I hope that's the reason. What I am afraid of is that it is that imaginary world that Rock lives in where he thinks he is a "trend setter" for the rest of us. He honestly thinks he started the "pegged" pants craze back in the 80's. First of all-whatever!!! and second of all-why would you want to claim that? Rock On!!!
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Stop the Presses Batman! I laughed myself silly over the Rock/pegged legs deal. What are they and have ya ever? I never have. That's the funniest thing ever. And regarding our Littlest Trend-setter, Isabel. A small memo: At McKinley School where Grandma Care teaches, the students are quietly invited to 'go home' if they sport the not natural colors. For instance, suddenly sprouting purple and gold the day of Homecoming? Really, what are the chances? What are the odds that one would awaken to purple hair? Slim to none. So if Castlewood or wherever you attend, sorry can't remember, throws wide the gate when you enter with the screaming doo, more power to ya, Sunshine! Just steer clear of McKinley's Halls. LOVE - the mom
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