What is it about this little town in Ontario that set the colour purple on fire and has now consumed my daughter, Jade?
The purple volcano, otherwise known as Jade, began to warm up in October, showed signs of bubbling over in December and finally erupted in May.
To prevent a complete melt down, my husband and I actually spent my birthday romantically engaged in Jade getting half of her head purple as some sort of a teen/parents compromise. We actually loved it especially when she did her hair in french braids, weaving purple and blonde together looked stunning. At least in the tainted purplish mother’s eyes of a teen!
Now I love purple and always have. I usually have a purple bathroom, a favourite purple fleece to wear and when in need, purple grapes to eat. I don’t shy away from the colour.
But purple around me and on me is different from purple on a head, isn’t it? I tried to convince myself but was told differently.
As the half head of purple began to fade, the relentless questions began to build. Until they were no longer questions, and became some sort of an activist social demand that I could no longer out argue. Yes, I caved. Or I would like to say, I became “The Good Mom”. Yes, I have been watching way too many episodes of The Good Wife, so hence my new creation.
Told to at least wait until her musical theatre performances were done (she was a blonde sister to two other blonde sisters) she ripped to the bathroom, closed the door while I “patiently” waited outside for the unveiling.
Now, being a teen and doing her hair, this actually meant hours in the bathroom as I faded to sleep, haunted by purple nightmares. Then I woke up. Impatient for the final reveal, I sat at my computer trying to blog with visions of purple dancing through my head. If Jade has crazy purple hair, what does this say about me?
I guess, I will go with the fact that I am trying to be “The Good Mom”. And I know. I shouldn’t sweat the small stuff, even if the small stuff is really purple stuff.
And unlike a tattoo, it washes out, right?
But I know that episode is up the street and around the corner… but I will worry about that later…three years later… I hope!
From Cheryl and The Family C who have 4 girls; one piercing (she was of age), one purple hair (I guess of age) and let’s leave it at that. Pleeeeaaase. 🙂
Have you or a family member had a “different” hair colour or style before?