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Wednesday, February 28, 2007 at 01:58PM So we went to the mall today - trying to find a water filter for our refrigerator. They were out of our kind (of course), so we took the opportunity to ride the little train ride at the mall, and we grabbed some lunch at Burger King.
I get the kids’ lunches and sit down and start unpacking them, and I’m suddenly faced with a dilemma at the bottom of the sacks - one of the sacks has a doll, and one has a car. Oh man.
See, anyone looking at my two kids without knowing them would think, of course! The 3-year-old girl needs a doll, and the 1.5-year-old boy needs a car. Clearly, that is the way the universe works, and what keeps the sun rising and the tides going in and out.
But not so with these two small ones, my friend. Not so.
As soon as the car appeared, Rowen was all over it. It didn’t even occur to her that the car wouldn’t be for her, so she reached for it. But I pulled out the doll as well, and unwrapped it, and in my carefully intonated voice (I don’t want her to know I’ve given up hope of her ever actually playing with a doll that wasn’t riding in a car) I said, “Rowen, would you like to have this doll? Look at her pretty dress and pretty skirt!” Nothing doing. She just said, “But I want the red car.”

So I’m faced with this decision. I could:
a) Walk back up to the counter and exchange it and avoid the whole thing - (but the funny part is that this didn’t really occur to me at the time as an option, in the rush of the moment and two kids already seated at a table far enough away from the counter that I couldn’t just leave them there, and was SURE not going to unseat them and bring them back up with me)
b) Give the car to Elliott because this is what “they” intended all along, what I was supposed to do, I guess, and let Rowen either be happy with her doll or not, as she chooses. (At this point, several people around me are actually looking at me as I sit there, car and doll in hand.) But something in me says, no.
So in the end I chose:
c) Give the car to Rowen because she wants it, loves cars, and will gladly add it to her collection of cars at home, and give the doll to Elliott because he loves to hold stuff in his hand, and won’t care what it is, and go on our merry way. Everyone happy, except for all of the people in the mall who stared at my son carrying a little doll, and my daughter carrying a car. Seriously. These toys are like 4 inches high, and they attracted the attention of everyone in a 50-food radius wherever we went. Amazing.
I used to think I hadn’t bought in to these gender ideas we have for kids - that boys play with trucks and girls play with dolls and that’s that, end of story. I have made piles of layouts about Rowen’s love for all things wheeled, and I like to say a kid can play with whatever makes their heart happy. But I was actually amazed at how tough this was for me, sitting there with people watching, when I had to put my money where my mouth was. (And, to be honest, a little sad that it mattered to me how many people looked at me with disapproval.)
I still think that kids should have the right to play with whatever thing you want, no grownup interference (dangerous objects excluded, of course). But I guess I was most amazed to arrive at a decision point that that revealed a bias I didn’t even know I had, and to discover that this is way more about me that it is about them. Interesting how much you can learn about yourself in a trip to BK.
Such deep stuff for a Wednesday afternoon. Now tell me what you think about kids and toys. :)
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My boys 12 and 7, both LOOOOOVE pink. They both have a couple of pink shirts and the twelve year old has a pair of pink fake crocs. I love that they don't care what others think, unlike me. I was worried they would get teased but there have only been a few "snarky" people and the rest have just let it go.
To me this and the toys are pretty close to the same thing. Who cares as long as they are happy, pick your battles.
By they way I just found your blog monday and I love it. Thank you for all of the information you have on here. I keep coming back and now am ready to play (beginner here).
But I must say that they are wrong. Who cares what kids play with. My 3 yr old boy is playing Polly Pockets with his sister right now. I think it is wonderful to nurture both sides in our kids. Boys need to be taught to love and nurture. I can't understand why anyone would discourage a boy from playing with dolls. After all one of their most important roles in life will likely be that of a father. Why not teach compassion and care taking at a young age? And I don't see any reason why girls should be discouraged from playing with stereotypically boy toys. Let them explore, create, and learn with it all.
I do understand your struggle at BK. It is hard not to buy into the world's stereotypes at times. But I think it is the best interest of our children (especially our boys) if we don't.
Whatever makes them happy. They grow up waaaaaaaaaaaaaay too quickly! : )
-kelly
You're a great mom with great kids, hold your head high!
Don't worry what others think. Motherhood is the only job that outsiders with no experience feel they have a right to comment on.
Vicki
By the way, we all have been influenced by the gender issues of society. You should feel reassured in the knowledge that it even occurred to you that this wasn't right. Kudos to you for giving Rowen the car!
to be honest, we don't go out much, so i haven't had the same dilemma as you did. but i can see myself having it. my one thing to say is, don't pay attention to those people. you know who i mean. you know your kids, end of story. people will always have issues with the way you raise your children, but you are doing what you think is best for them. giving your daugher a truck doesn't mean she will become a tomboy and drive trucks for a living(if that's what those people think is horrible) and giving your son a doll doesn't mean he will become an effeminate clothing designer. i think it play into people's worst fears of parents being really liberal and just letting kids do whatever. and i say this as a very conservative person. let the kids have what you know they enjoy. while i don't think i would buy my son a barbie, i would have no problem with him having a doll, is that's what he really wants. just something to think about.
With my first son, we tried so hard to avoid weapon-toys, but it just reached a point where his obsession with getting swords and toy guns was over-the-top. At 10, he's still building on that sword collection that sits in the corner of his room (and he's the boy the teachers all call gentle and big-hearted.)
My 7-year-old's obsession is with stuffed animals. The cuter the better. Every morning he walks up to the bus stop with a cute animal in his arms. Fortunately, there's only one neighbor parent who would "put a stop to that." Funny thing is, he's our more competitive and agressive family member.
When my daughter was 3 we went to one of those Mideavel Dinners, and my mom promptly bought DD a pink princess "cone hat" with a long flowy tuille train.
When DD was presented with the girly item, DD whispered to her grandmother, "It's really nice, but I'd like a sword and shield like the boys have." My mom smiled and returned with the sword and shield. No one would need to rescue DD from in the perilous tower, she could manage very well on her own thank you!
She's now 15 and has fought her own dragons that have come along so far in life!
It's a wonderful ride thru childhood with our kids!
Wendy
UHG -- you are right, it's about us and how we are running interference so that they can focus on growing into well adjusted adults...BUT, alas, interference is a hard job.
I think that it is hard because of lingering biases. We are very aware of all of these biases and the consequences of them. But, when our kids do become well adjusted, then maybe they won't feel these prejudices (and won't promote them either). Maybe, when they are helping their own kids find their authentic selves in the future, it will be easier because we ran interference today (at least that's my hope).
My son is 24 and played with his sister and her barbies all the time. He is a crazy rough and tumble guy and a really sweet daddy.
I think it is good to nurture the gentle side of boys cause the world bops them on the head soon enough!! lol