If you know the personalities in my family, you know that the whole lot of us are quirky. Each of the kids has inherited strange combinations of mine and Matt’s traits and idiosyncrasies.
Dylan got Matt’s hatred of anything that draws attention to himself. Alyssa did not.
Us girls revel in the things that are gaudy and loud.
In high school, I didn’t flinch over standing on a chair and singing a stupid song in a roomful of people. I would wear things that were bright or silly because it was fun. These days I’m not as flashy since I try to act like a grown up (most of the time).
Sometimes I do enjoy Dylan’s embarrassment when we… stand out.
She kept that tattoo till it wore off. It almost ranked up there with the helmet she wore everywhere.
I thought she was so cute when she got creative with her eye black during softball season. Dylan threatened to lock her out of the car.
During his archery tournament a few weeks ago, Alyssa got cold, so she looked like this for the duration of the event.
Dylan blamed all his bad shots (and everyone else’s) on her because she was “distracting”.
But, what bothers him most is not so much what I wear, it’s my actions.
To Dylan’s chagrin, I like to ride kiddy rides. And I like them most when I talk him into riding them with me.
I love that look.
At Dylan’s fall concert, I stood up, waved and took his picture. I just wanted him to see he had a support system, you know?
I still don’t know what about that was bad, but…
I’m not sure why we embarrass him. He’s so lucky that we’re not actual, real spectacles. He’d never make it!
So, I’m just wondering, do you embarrass your kids? And which side of the Spectacle Fence do you sit on?