Boy with the blue earrings

Handsome Dude.

What were you doing in my room?

Did you hide something in your pockets again?

Please stop taking my earrings.

I don't want to wear blue earrings today.

Seriously.

Blue earrings to not match my overly bright red pullover fleece.

Clearly, you do not have a future in fashion, dude.

Then again, neither do I.

But that is besides the point.

Turquoise blue earrings cannot go with bright red.

No.

They simply cannot.

I know you love them.

You pick them out for me every day.

Dude.

I said no.

I am already wearing my super cool, oversized costume earrings that are more neutral in color.

No blue today.

No.

Fine.

I'll wear blue.

Attention all fashion-conscious adults who might see me in the next 2 weeks-2 years (or however long this phase of his lasts):

Please make every attempt to ignore me and my newly-accessorized self.

I fear I will clash every day.

But, you see, I have this boy:

and for now, all he wants is for his mother to wear her blue earrings.

True.

They are cheap earrings.

I bought them from Walmart.

They came in a pack of 3 for $4.

But irregardless of how cheap they are, my boy thinks I am beautiful in them.

And I have a hunch that he won't sneak upstairs, pick out the prettiest blue earrings he can find, and proudly present them to me when he is a teenager.

I doubt that he will continuosly move my hair from my face to check and make sure I am wearing the blue earrings forever.

I am certain he will not always grin and clap when he sees that his earrings of choice are where they rightfully belong.

So for now . . .

I will probably wear my blue earrings.

Every.

Single.

Day.

Oh, Handsome Dude.

Please don't ever grow up.