It took some getting used to because there are a lot of colors.
Look:
As you can see, Natalie behaves at school. She does not behave for me, but she will behave for other people. Teachers have described her as “well mannered.” I usually have to swallow my laughter back. I mean, YES, she can be well mannered for me but she can also be extremely loud, stubborn, and downright mean. (“You smell like farts,” she once told me. I did NOT. I swear it!)
Anyway, when Natalie came home with a blue color I was like, “Is that bad? Blue is the color for cold so that can’t be good. Natalie, did you tell the teacher ‘no thanks’ when she asked you to do your work? You didn’t tell the little girl in the Justin Bieber shirt that she had no taste, did you? Did you—oh wait, blue is a GOOD thing. Never mind.”
The color that everyone wants to get is pink. When you get pink, you get to sign the wall of fame board in the first grade hall. Natalie has yet to get pink even though pink is her favorite color:
She’s all, “You have to be REALLY good and I’m not sure I have it in me.”
Oh.
Still.
At least she hasn’t gotten a “naughty” color.
So far.
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