Monday, June 10, 2013
Yep, I know it's June, but I'm a pumpkin today ... I'm wearing a bright orange pumpkin face t-shirt that is clearly meant to be worn for Halloween ... but alas ... I don't care, I'm wearing it anyway. I'm a rebel like that.
You see, I gave birth to one of my sons on Halloween back in 2003. According to him, and his 9 years of wisdom, that since I have given birth to a child on Halloween, I am entitled to wear a Halloween shirt any time I like, any time of year, to honor my kid. So - when he asked me to wear my Orange Pumpkin shirt today - I gladly obliged.
Then I went to Target. HA, one lady kinda looked at me crooked. The guy at the deli yells out - hey, I love your shirt ... yeah, I like his response best.
The moral of the story or the point here actually is that I care very little about what other people think of me. I will wear a pumpkin shirt in June if it makes my kid happy. Why not? I will wear a bathing suit and splash around in the water at the pool or beach and play with my kids, whether I look like a beached whale or not - I'm going to be out there in it - having fun. People can look or stare all day long, that's their business. I will haul my big butt down a big water slide or swing in a swing as I desire, or at my child's request. That's how I roll. I will let myself be in photos and I do not balk when people want to take pictures of me and my kids, because I want my kids to remember their mom and their childhood - and I want them to remember that I was actively involved in their childhood - not just watching from the sidelines.
And quite often, my socks don't match. And that is okey dokey by me.