Pink, It’s My Favourite Crayon

Pink, It’s My Favourite Crayon

All those unsaid utterances, the reluctancy of buying him a doll or a play kitchen or steering him away from the princess dress in the dressing up box, forcing him to put on the policeman suit instead, they don’t help him. They don’t confirm his maleness to him. They do nothing but confuse him, make him think there’s something to be ashamed about wanting to be who he is. That it’s wrong to experiment. To learn and to play.

Like this?Read more…

Recommended by

Grow your Own

Mummy From The Heart...