The Pink Shirt

H's band class recently sold t-shirts to raise funds for the department. C wanted one too, and when given the choices -- red, white, purple or pink -- he did not hesitate. He picked the pink one, of course! The shirts arrived a couple weeks ago, and he was even more excited when he saw that it was not just pink. It was hot pink! His favorite. As soon as it was warm enough outside, the pink shirt made it's debute. The pride at watching him look at himself in the mirror the first time wearing his new favorite shirt was absolutely amazing. He just stood there with a little grin saying how much he loved it. I told him how great it looked on him. And then I just mentioned that some of the kids may comment on it. He said, "I know that, since mostly girls wear pink. But everyone knows pink is my favorite color anyway." And off he went. He came home that afternoon and said a couple boys did say mean things about his pink shirt, but he just told them that girls wear blue, so what's the big deal? (Side note: What IS the big deal? Isn't that silly?) I adore his attitude and wish more than anything it never fades. Needless to say, as soon as he saw his shirt had been cleaned, he pulled it out and wore it again. And this time, no one said anything.