Having one of each gender has taught me how to remove gender stereotypes from my thinking and just embrace whatever my kids like. We bought girl panties for Charlotte, but she refuses to wear them because they don’t have trains or Handy Manny on them (why is that by the way?). We bought Cooper trains and Handy Manny because they don’t have pink underwear for boys (again not fair to Cooper since that’s his favorite color). This is how Cooper decided to spend his morning. I’m not even phased with my son wearing Minnie Mouse underwear and bright pink socks. I guess I just don’t notice if something is ‘girl’ or ‘boy’ anymore.
(I swear I’m not purposely ignoring Charlotte these days, but she does NOT want me to take pictures of her lately, so I’m laying off).