EB has been begging me to wear makeup for years.
Yes, I know this child is only 4 going on 14 but since she was about 2, she’s been wanting to wear the things mommy wears. Rock the blushes. And the nail polish. She wants the powders and the lipsticks. She LIVES for the lipsticks.
But here’s the thing…I don’t want her wearing makeup so early. I want her to enjoy being a little kid and acting like…a little kid. She has plenty of time to enjoy makeup, right?
And then I wonder…
Is there really anything wrong with her wanting to wear makeup? And so I asked her. “Why kid? Why do you want to wear makeup so much?”
“Because mama…you wear it. And because it’s so pretty.”
She doesn’t want to wear it because she’s ready to be fourteen. Her reasons make sense.
But I don’t care.
Yes, I’ll acknowledge her reasons but that doesn’t mean she’ll be wearing lipstick anytime soon.
Life is funny. I tried my hardest to not inundate my daughter with all things “girly”. She didn’t have many pink clothes. I didn’t toss her in a ton of dresses and bows. I let her have choices. None of this mattered because she still wanted #allthingspink and tutus, dresses, glitter and unicorns.
Because it’s what she likes.
Okay, boo. Do you.
And she does.
I’m happy to be raising a little girl who in so many ways is almost the opposite of me (I can’t stand the color pink…yuck!) but in a lot of ways is a lot like me (you can’t put either one of us in boxes).
And then there’s my son.
Wild, unbothered and hilarious. He does what he wants.
Carry on, kids.
And no EB…no makeup for now, honey. I’m not ready to start sharing with you.
*insert Mom shade smirk*