Lisa Ricard Claro – Author

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Posted on Apr 29, 2009 by Lisa Ricard Claro   4 Comments | Posted in daughter · wildflowers

Anyone who knows me is aware that I am no fashion plate. My favorite attire is jeans and a t-shirt. I’m all about wash-n-wear, baby.

In spite of my unfashionable tendencies, I make an effort to at least look like I tried a little. You know, harmonious colors or patterns; I don’t put purple polka dots with orange plaid. When my kids were little I let them dress themselves, but I did nudge them toward matching socks.

So where did I go wrong?

Last evening my 15-year-old daughter, Christina, was on a mission to find green fingernail polish. Hubby and I agreed to drive her to the store and she came downstairs wearing a tank top of eye-popping teal, shamrock green basketball shorts, flip-flops the color of dirty dishwater, and a black and white striped headband. When I managed to peel my eyes away I swear my corneas were on fire.

“What?” She asked.

“Please,” begged her dad. “Go change…something.”

A back-and-forth conversation ensued regarding individualism and personal expression. In the end she stomped upstairs to do her father’s bidding while we waited in the car. When she climbed into the back seat I was hard pressed to see what was different.

“I switched out my flip-flops,” she grinned. “Daddy said to change something. I changed something.”

Her flip-flops were, indeed, now blue. No one would mistake them for matching the rest of her ensemble, but she had done as requested: she changed something.

“You always tell me,” she pointed out, “that I should be true to myself and that it doesn’t matter what other people think. So why do my clothes have to match? I’m comfy. And it isn’t like I would wear this to school.”

I gave it considerable thought and decided that she made a good point. She was just running to the drugstore for glow-in-the-dark snot-green fingernail polish, so why dress to impress? And you know what? Wildflowers don’t always match, either; but by golly, they are a sight to see.

And last night…so was Christina.

Til next time,

4 Responses to "Wildflowers"

  1. Comment by Anonymous
    May 1, 2009 at 3:11 pm  

    A wise parent, of children older than our daughters at the time, shared that the hard part of parenting is deciding which battles were important enough to fight. She went on, that clothing was not crucial if they were clad (& not obscene). Indeed, we raised our three daughters with her mantra and we are still proud to be seen with them in public.The hard part of wild flowers is getting them to grow and blossom–the same with children.

  2. Comment by anita
    May 2, 2009 at 11:31 am  

    Hi Lisa — Trust me, you did nothing wrong. Almost every mother (at least the ones brave enough to admit it) has been there. Just pass it off as your “wildflower” freely expressing her creativity.

  3. Comment by anita
    May 2, 2009 at 11:36 am  

    Hi Lisa — Wildflowers are beautiful because they’re colorful and natural and wild — enjoy your daughter’s creative expression and it seems that you are.

  4. Comment by Marguerite Broussard
    July 27, 2009 at 7:04 am  

    Lee-Christina is ALWAYS delightful even if her clothes are a mixture the color of jelly bellies! Did you take a picture?

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