I really wanted to believe that there is no difference between girls and boys.
I offer trucks to my daughter and baby dolls to my sons.
And things seem to be fine.
But the boys never did anything like this:
My favorite high-heeled pumps were missing on Erev Shabbat. I was rushing to get out the door and I knew that the last time they were in my sight was a few days earlier, on Yael's little feet. A purse was slung over her shoulder and she had said "bye! I'm off to work!"
I asked the little girl where the shoes were and she said "I no know!"
No time to look.
Shabbat morning, I have a plan to find the shoes. I take the young lady into the bedrooms and ask her in each one "where are Ima's shoes?"
Nada. Zilch. She thinks it's hilarious.
A brain flash - I open the oven door of the play kitchen.
Neatly arranged...you guessed it...the shoes.
She starts laughing with glee..."I put shoes in the oven!"
The boys never did anything like this.
I'm not even sure what to make of it.
But I have my shoes back and I'm hiding them from her.
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Haveil Havalim is up over here.
P.S. If I'm quiet for a little while it's just my annual pre-High-Holiday-trying-to-take-a-break-from-the-blog-but-instead-using-it-to-procrastinate....
6 comments:
Emily loves shoes. She spends the day going in and out of our closet wearing all of her mother's shoes. And when we go to the mall ... Who knew?
I'm a mom of both boys and girls. My daughters and sons play with legos and had toy cars and dolls and stuffed animals. Each one is there own person. There is a deference between boys and girls (beyond the obvious physical difference). But this difference is a good thing.
Isn't it interesting how much fun high heels were when we were little, then slowly transformed over the years into implements of self-torture?
sometimes it's hard to tell what's personality and what's gender. both my boys loved to have their nails painted up to a certain age, and my eldest (11) still loves dress-up and costumes (and has channeled that into a very nice career in local theater).
BUT i will say my daughter is into clothes and accessories in a way the boys never were (or are). she also hates that the boys smell. she's always telling them to shower and brush their teeth!!!!
I remember dressing up in my mother's shoes. I also remember Evan dressing up in MINE. But the oven? So Freudian... LOL
Really? All three of mine loved to play "clip-clop" with my shoes!!!
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