Ooh, Fireworks
Tory carried one of Abbie's ponies into the kitchen tonight. It was a My Little Pony style pony with a creamy white coat and a long flowing pink mane and tail. It was a girl's pony.
I have no problem with cross-gender toys. I encourage Abbie to play with sports toys and tool toys. I encourage the boys to play with Abbie's frilly toys. I'd be happy to see the boys play with dolls; it would be nice to see someone play with the dolls we keep in this house since our non-girly girl Abbie mostly ignores them. When our children play cross-gender, I just want them to put a gender-appropriate twist on their play.
"What's the pony's name?" mommy asked Tory.
"Star!" Tory said, pointing to the star printed on the pony's hindquarters.
"The pony needs a manlier name than that," I said, trying to salvage some shred of gender-appropriateness.
"Fireworks!" he said, reinterpreting the pony's star.
That's a good name. I'd be proud to have my son brush Fireworks's long flowing pink mane.
I have no problem with cross-gender toys. I encourage Abbie to play with sports toys and tool toys. I encourage the boys to play with Abbie's frilly toys. I'd be happy to see the boys play with dolls; it would be nice to see someone play with the dolls we keep in this house since our non-girly girl Abbie mostly ignores them. When our children play cross-gender, I just want them to put a gender-appropriate twist on their play.
"What's the pony's name?" mommy asked Tory.
"Star!" Tory said, pointing to the star printed on the pony's hindquarters.
"The pony needs a manlier name than that," I said, trying to salvage some shred of gender-appropriateness.
"Fireworks!" he said, reinterpreting the pony's star.
That's a good name. I'd be proud to have my son brush Fireworks's long flowing pink mane.
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