We had a good couple of years where my son’s favourite colour was pink. He was adamant that it was the best colour IN THE WORLD and that everything should be pink (and white – white was also allowed), and it’s only recently, some time between the ages of three and four, that he’s decided he might like some other colours, too.
Don’t get me wrong – while I’m not a fan of the colour myself, pink is fine. The fact he’s a boy and likes pink is fine, too (he also requested a dolls house for Christmas, also fine). That said, it does make things a bit tricky clothes-wise and I also don’t especially want him to be the one kid at school who turns up looking like a blancmange (do they still exist? I just had to Google the spelling – who knew?).
Anyway. It was fine – his fourth birthday cake was pink, and even The Husband, who takes a more old-school approach to such things, managed to find it within himself to eat a slice. But as I fully expected it to be a phase that passed, I didn’t particularly want to commit to more permanent features (yes, he did want a pink bedroom, no, he didn’t get it).
It paid off. At some point he decided his favourite colour was, in fact, ‘all of them’, which was fortunately before he designed his own Trunki. I’m a big fan of these ride-on cases for kids – we take ours on the plane as hand-luggage, or in the car if we’re driving. The rule is usually that we can take as many toys as will fit in the Trunki, and it’s served us well so far.
I showed him the video we made of him test-driving it last summer, and he’s taken it down from its home on top of my daughter’s wardrobe to play with until we go on holiday again, apparently.
He also took down the old tiger-themed version his little sister inherited when he got an upgrade (story of her life, poor kid). ‘This is your special Trunki’, he said, sweetly.
My two-year-old daughter’s vehement reply?
‘I WANNA PINK ONE’.