Last night I was watching the finale of RuPaul's Drag race. At first, I watched the show just for their witty comments and to marvel at the fact that most of those men looked a heck of a lot better than I do in heels and a dress. The more I watched that show, the more I became enamored with their stories of why they are drag queens. They felt like outsiders as kids, were bullied, they were never accepted by their families. It was lovely to watch as the moms of the "queens" were in the audience, supporting their sons 100% and appreciating them for who they are.
I am not the kind of parent that forces a type of toy or sport unto my sons just because they are boys. Jack fell in love with trains on his own. That was not our doing whatsoever. You can even call it genetics, since Brian is a huge train lover himself. However, I have heard people label Jack's train love as so just because he's a boy.
What if he liked dolls? What if he liked pink? But still liked trains? Is he only supposed to like blue, play in the dirt, and be wild and crazy because he's a boy? By the way, he does have wild and crazy moments, not because he is a boy, but because he is a kid.
Why is it acceptable and cute to think that a girl can be a tomboy and like sports, yet if a boy were to be a dancer instead of a baseball player, it would be seen as weird. Being a dancer can give you the same atheletic benefits that a baseball player can give you, in a different way of course. Rahm Emanuel was a ballet dancer, now he's the Mayor of Chicago. Take that!
Every kid is different, and just because I have a boy, doesn't mean that he will only play baseball, or football or soccer. He is also allowed to be artistic, to dance, to imagine. Same goes with Charlie. We are not going to try to push any specific toy to him. Let him choose on what makes him happy. Will he be a Fisher Price Little People kid? Trains? Horses? Dolls?
Do what makes you happy Jack and Charlie. YOur papa and I are right behind you, 1,000,000 %.
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