A son....

I have something I thought I'd never have... a son.

Anna has declared that she is a boy. For three days she's sticking to her guns and is adamant she is now a boy.

Julia has been pushing her gender stereotype agenda - making sure that Anna embraces the pink/purple, tiara, princess lifestyle that any self respecting little girl would love. Anna is rebelling and bucking against the system. Julia keeps telling her that she is, indeed a girl and needs to stop telling people she's a boy. Anna just laughs at her. She knows she's a boy.

The argument that she is a boy:
- Blue is her favorite color and blue is so obviously a boy color
- She wants Cars pull ups and we all know only boys can like cars
- She has a cooking class for boys (the other two kids in her class are boys)
- She likes trains
- She likes pirates
- She says she's a boy

The argument that she is a girl:
- I change her diaper. I KNOW she's a girl.

Don't get me wrong. I think it's great. I'm all for gender bending discovery. I don't believe in the notion of "boy/girl" toys, colors, ideas. I think that plays into the mindset that later holds women back and men not accountable. I like to say that the only thing a man can do that a woman can't is pee standing up. The only thing a woman can do that a man can't is give birth to a baby. Those things just boil down to physiology.

I'm all for letting Anna be who she wants to be. Julia too.

Julia was apalled to learn that when she was two she also loved cars, dinosaurs and blue. Her transition into the world of pink and princesses started when she was three.

So for now I'm going to enjoy the experience of mothering a son.