My younger son loves yellow. It is his absolute favourite colour. And I love that it’s his favourite colour because it’s not boring or predictable. And it suits him. Because he’s got the sunniest personality. He’s the easiest of my children and his smile can light up a room.
We scour the earth looking for yellow clothes for him – Tshirts, hoodies, coats. He lost one yellow hoodie on holiday in Center Parcs and we had to travel to Bristol to get him a replacement.
Regular readers will know the pain caused by the loss of a yellow wrist band from McDonalds No other colour would do. It HAD to be yellow.
It’s his birthday soon. He reminded me that I would need to get yellow balloons ready. He doesn’t need numbers and lots of colour. He just needs yellow.
My car is yellow. It is scratched and dented. I’m not the best driver. But it is my pride and joy. I’ve had it a long time. Specifically I got it precisely four weeks before my lovely boy came into the world.
Is this why he likes yellow so much?!