My sister-in-law Brittany lives in a world of beige — but her son Evan is all color and energy. For his birthday, I gave him a bright toy car he loved,
but Brittany dismissed it for not matching her “aesthetic.” So for Christmas, I fought back. I rallied the family for a “Rainbow Riot Christmas,”
flooding her neutral home with the brightest, boldest gifts we could find. Evan lit up with joy — rainbow cape, neon toys,
nonstop laughter. Brittany was stunned, but joy won. Because childhood isn’t beige — it’s meant to be full of color.
