I am the weird mom. My kids are allowed to have pink hair, dino dolls, power tools, next to their feather boas, diaper box kitchens, plastic dishware. Where most preach nongenderspecific, yet push feminism, or masculism, I seriously allow choice. It makes most people uncomfortable. Because Gods forbid they choose the other god...
Kid, at 10, actually falls into the stereotype. she's sweet and feminine, she wants to please and find a boy to pay her bills, while she has babies. She takes after me, her mama, after all this time. I might not get what I want. But because of acceptance and forward thinking, she might.
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