High Heels, “Shooting,” Wrestling and Barbies

Depending on the day, Alex’s favorite color changes. Like everything in a three year old’s life, he is very in the moment. One moment he is sobbing about having to brush his teeth, the next he is cracking up at the word “butt.”

Some days, Alex’s favorite color is pink.

Other days, it is blue. Or red. Or “bwack.” Or purple.

And on the days that it is pink or purple, I have to hope that we are around good people. Good people who will smile and genuinely mean it when they say, “that is a great color!” Good people that won’t look at me and judge me or look at him at judge him.

Depending on the day, Alex plays different games. Some days he likes to be Batman or Buzz Lightyear.

Other days he wants to play the Mommy. Or the Princess.

And on days like that I hope that he is with some good people who will play the Baby to his Mommy or help him figure out which corner of the room should be his Princess Castle.

When given the chance, Alex almost always chooses to play with a baby doll. He likes to carry a baby doll around everywhere he goes. When given the chance, he loves to “cook” in a kitchen. He loves to gently touch his make-believe pets and feed his pretend baby a bottle.

I feel lucky to be surrounded by such good people almost all of the time. They understand that it is unnecessary to call a toy a “boy toy” or a “girl toy” and they understand even more that it is cruel to tell a little boy that he can’t play with something because it is “made for a girl.”

Because none of it matters. If Alex wants to play with a princess phone, why shouldn’t he? I mean, seriously, who doesn’t see the attraction of the Princess life?

Depending on the day…well, it doesn’t depend on the day. He is my little boy every day. My little boy that often wants to run around and play shooting games, “kill da bad guys,” wrestle with his daddy, throw and kick balls, watch Batman and Superman, and sometimes? Sometimes he wants to be a Princess.

And that’s not “okay.” It’s great.


This was totally inspired by this amazing, awesome, fantastic post.

I really hope one day that I won’t have to worry about being surrounded by good people. Pink and purple are just colors. A Princess is just a character. I really hope one day people will wake up and realize that kids are kids, regardless of what they are drawn to when playing. That a boy playing with a Barbie is not gay. That a girl who loves sports more than tea parties is not a lesbian. Kids? Are kids. Can we just let them be kids? Not throw our stereotypes at them starting at birth? Not teach them our wrong beliefs?

I, like everyone, stereotype. I know which toys are considered “girl” and “boy” toys not because they are labeled as such (directly, at least) but because I know what should be for each gender. I am not gender-blind, but I hope that Alex can be slightly less aware of these stereotypes, at least for a while longer.

When he's older, he will KILL me for having these.

8 thoughts on “High Heels, “Shooting,” Wrestling and Barbies

  1. Oliver asked the other day if he could marry anyone he wants. I told him yes. He wants to marry his buddy Ben. I hope that’s an option when he’s older. I like Ben too. (His favorite color is pink sometimes too.)

  2. Oh my heavens. I love that last picture!

    I have a hard time, even at my kids young age, explaining why Katie gets her “hair done” and Ben does not. He truly, honestly, wants pigtails like his sister. Sigh…

  3. *applause*
    thank you!
    I wouldn’t stop the kiddo from playing with Barbie but I kinda hated her so it’s unlikely he’d encounter her for a while. 😉

  4. People who worry about “boy” and/or “girl” toys/colors/stuff have too much time on their hands, IMO. Great post. (Conversely, of course, if you have a girlie girl or boyish boy, let her/him be!)

  5. My husband was a little bothered at first that our son wanted to hold a baby doll until my mom pointed out it was showing him how to be a great father later in life. My husband thought of it totally different then and was less stressed about it. When you make a big deal out of it then they make a big deal and then that’s when stuff that is too old invades their innocence. And that? Not cool.

  6. Deacon has a Barbie Power Wheels Jeep that was handed down from neighbors of his grandparents. He LOVES it. He also has a pretty kick butt Harley Davidson tricycle that he also loves to play on.

    I hope all kids are allowed to be kids for as long as possible.

  7. Here’s what bothers me about how people react to little boys that play with “girl ” toys. If the little boy has a big sister no one thinks there’s anything wrong with what they’re doing (or that’s what I have perceived)
    But heavens forbid a little boy likes to play with dolls! This has come up so much lately and it just bothers me that it’s even as issue. So my 2 year old likes to wear my heels and says “look momma, I pretty” when he puts my pearls on. I think nothing of it! We’re poddy training and he wears baby legs. You should have heard some of the comments the first time I posted a pic of him on fb wearing them. Firetruck baby legs. I might as well have had him in a dress and tights….which I totally contimplated for Halloween (the tights) bc it was so chilly this year!
    Good for you for letting your son be who HE wants to be, when he wants to be it! I LOVE doing the same with out little guy!!!

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