Sorry for the lack of posts this week, True Believers. I was stuck doing some advertising junk in a
hotel out of town. The worst part being
the town was Chicago. It’s all too silly
to get into here.
Anyhoo, here’s a story I didn’t get a chance to do from last
week.
Exactly seven days ago, one of Elijah’s little pals was over
with cousin Finn and Cousin Rory for some bike riding and Lightsaber
fighting. They were all sitting at the
kitchen table, eating McDonald’s Happy Meals.
Don’t look at me like that. I
wasn’t proud of it.
They kids were playing with their three cent toys from
whatever movie McD’s was supporting and, gasp, Luca touched Rory’s girl toy.
“Ew!!!! That’s for girls!” Eli’s friend shouted.
And to my surprise, Eli joined in. “Gross! Girl stuff.”
Gross? Girl
stuff? This coming from a kid who until
that very moment preferred the color pink above all else? A kid who has personally logged a hundred
hours of “My Little Pony” watching?
We’re not weirdly gender neutral here. I’m not dressing the boys in tutus. But we put a premium on equality.
I blamed the friend and contemplated tossing him out the
front door. But I passively aggressively
ate his fries instead.
Later that night, the boys and I were playing in the
tub. An activity that’s becoming less
and less possible as the three of us continue to grow. But we decided to play Star Wars guys. They both chose Boba Fett, because of course
they did.
I decided to choose Princess Leia to make a point.
Both boys laughed and said, “Ew, you chose a girl!”
I said, “First off.
Princess Leia is the most accurate shot in all the Star Wars movies
(look it up, nerds). Second, Princess
Leia is completely awesome. Third. I don’t care if she’s a girl.”
I then spent the next half hour schooling their pathetic
Boba Fetts. Later that night, I asked
Eli what his favorite color was. He
said, “Red. I mean pink!”
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