Freedom from Hello Kitty Oppression

23 Mar

Hello Kitty Hell had another hilarious post last Thursday (March 18) and it reminded me so much of my eldest son’s relationship with all things Hello Kitty that I simply had to write about it.

It used to be that I got the run of the house as far as decorating was concerned. Our bedrooms were filled with girly things and the boys – all three of them – endured this mixed explosion of pinks and Hello Kitties without complaints.

As Alex grew older, however, he began to express his displeasure at having to sleep on Hello Kitty sheets or even wear Keroppi pajamas to bed. At six years old, he insisted on blues instead of pinks and willfully demanded Pokemon instead of Hello Kitty. My husband, perhaps seeing his chance at a Kitty-free zone, seized on my son’s demands and negotiated a treaty we all had to agree to. No more Kitties for the boys (except Alphonse, but only if he wanted to) and no more Kitties in the bedrooms, except for a small designated space by my side of the bed. Hello Kitty in the bathroom was a last concession, and Alex, in particular, seemed to find it funny that Hello Kitty stays with his poop.      

Freedom from Hello Kitty Oppression,” my smart aleck son calls this movement, and his reluctance to have anything to do with Hello Kitty has only grown stronger with time. When he was younger and I could still force him to accompany me, he always showed his disapproval by standing in protest by the nearest escape route. He was immune to Kitty’s charms and not even Hello Kitty Café and its food could entice him. If you look closely at the picture below of him and me at the Café (Alex was only eight then), you will see that I had to hold him by both arms to keep him from breaking free. Today, Gift Gate is still the last store he would be caught alive in.

Son: "Let me go, Mama!" Mom: "Not before a picture, son. Now hold still."

These days, even Alphonse seems ready to break free from my Hello Kitty strings. One minute he’s cuddling my Hello Kitty dolls, the next, he’s decapitating them. He’s also given up the pink Hello Kitty comforter in favor of his red Spiderman blankie. As much as I wish otherwise, he’s starting to exercise a little bit of independence from my Hello Kitty influence. He’s not totally there yet, but one day soon, I fear that he will be.

Ah, these are the times I would have really wanted a daughter. Sigh.


11 Responses to “Freedom from Hello Kitty Oppression”

  1. NinJas! March 23, 2010 at 2:11 am #

    Alex looks likes he’s screaming for help in that picture, Ate 😀

    • Kittymama March 26, 2010 at 10:02 am #

      He was. 😀

  2. cynch March 23, 2010 at 2:37 am #

    hehehe…don’t worry pinks…you can adopt me hehehe :). cute ni alex sa pic and the story behind it 😀

    • Kittymama March 26, 2010 at 10:03 am #

      Thanks, Cynch! 🙂 And if we give any thought to adopting, I promise you’ll be first in line, heehee!

  3. Nancy March 23, 2010 at 10:37 am #

    “Ah, these are the times I would have really wanted a daughter. Sigh.” – not always Mare, I used to influence my own daughter Aleks when she was younger but now if only she can totally not look at any Hello Kitty within 10km radius she will but not til she’s with me hehehe. I guess we should named our own kids differently hahaha they have something common – Hello Kitty, hell NO!

    • Kittymama March 26, 2010 at 10:04 am #

      I just realized, it must be the name, right? How can my Alex and your Aleks hate the very same thing? It really must be the name…

  4. Acton March 23, 2010 at 2:56 pm #

    Boys will be boys, That’s the way it always will be. There’s probably nothing you can do about it. It’s in our DNA. They may come back to Kitty or not.
    Then again aren’t girls the same, they get to an an age where they want to assert thier own independence?

    • Kittymama March 26, 2010 at 10:06 am #

      True, girls can assert their independence and I’ve actually known a girl or two who does not have a soft spot for HK, but boys can really be quite kittyphobic, I think. 🙂

  5. Manggy March 25, 2010 at 1:00 am #

    “Ah, these are the times I would have really wanted a daughter. Sigh.”
    Ahaha, don’t let them read that! 😉

    • Kittymama March 26, 2010 at 10:07 am #

      Ssshhhh… I think Alex hasn’t read this pa…


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