Why I Gave My Son a Baby Doll
I’m raising a little human. He happens to be a boy.
In our culture, many unsaid rules exist about how little humans called “boys” should act. Even more so for “girls.”
At the age of two, I bought my son a little doll, a newborn baby dressed head to toe in pink pajamas. I wanted to give him access to a wide variety of toys, not just those considered “gender appropriate.”
My son will grow up to become a father one day, and every parent needs to know how to nurture and nourish.
We give boys race cars and doctor kits all the time although only a very small percentage of them will actually grow up to become race car drivers and doctors. Compare that to how many boys will one day become fathers.
As soon as I showed my son the pink box containing the doll, he grew excited. He yelled, “Baby!”