This morning, I was put to a real test. See, I had read a post not too long ago about what a boy wearing skirts and such. His mom let him. He grew out of it, wasn’t gay, or anything. Just enjoyed them and lived freely.
I was put to a real test today and I had to remind myself of this post. See, L started talking about how he was a “pretty princess“. I was dumbfounded after first, where had he heard anything about princesses?! What the hello was going on? I wanted to blurt out something about how he couldn’t be and just correct him. But, I managed to stop anything before I got it out. At first, I thought he was saying the little boy I babysit was a princess–and as horrible as I am, I was almost relieved. But, when I realized he was saying he was… Well, I worried.
See–it’s one thing to say that you will love your kid no matter what and I will! But, when you kid starts saying stuff like, “I am a girl, mommy.” You’re first initial reaction is panic. Your mind races with ridiculous things about, what if he ends up gay or transgender… I went directly to all the crap he would get from people and how, as a parent, I was to save him from all of that. But, stopped and put on the brakes. I was getting ahead of anything that was happening. He is a normal boy. Boys like to play like girls do too.
Girls like to pretend to be boys sometimes–we dream of our knight in shining armor and sometimes act it out. Whether we are the princes or the prince, more than likely, when we are young, we have another girl friend who plays the prince. So, why can’t boys be princesses too?
Who am I to limit his imagination? I don’t have the right. He is only 4.5 years old. I know I will love him no matter what! Some things may not be as I imagined them. But, no matter what he does, I will always love him!
Again–who am I to limit his imagination? Why do I get to say–“No! You can’t be this because…” Why can’t he? We tell ourselves and always want to believe that we can do anything, if we put our minds to it. So, why not let him pretend?
I had to scold myself later because he quickly switched to being a “bone”–like the bone men in Clutch Powers Legos. But, I had a panic moment because he wanted to pretend to be a pretty princess! Seriously?! They are going to end up with broken bones or something some day and I pray to God, that I don’t react that way I did today…
L is an amazing little man! If he wants to pretend to be a pretty princess by golly–I will let him!