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Worried Father

The other day, Desi, my husband and myself were at my cousin's house visiting her and her two beautiful baby girls. Of course, all of the toys there were girly toys. Okay, so you get where I'm going with this right? The grown ups were talking in the kitchen when, all of a sudden, Desi runs in holding a Dora doll and a barbie doll. My poor husband was visibly horrified by the scene. I gave him that reassuring look and when Desi left, I said, "honey, it's okay. He doesn't know any different." Chris shook his head and disapprovingly said, "No, honey, those are dolls. He's playing with dolls."  My cousin and I just laughed.

At Desi's age, a little boy playing with "girlie" toys is not really an issue. They are attracted to the colors. Also, look at the circumstances, he was in a house full of chicks. At home, he is all into his cars, airplanes and trains. Desi is fine and so are all the other little boys in the world that may be attracted to the "girlie" toys. There are so many other things to worry about than what toy Desi chooses to play with. So not worth it.

Tell me, what do you think? I would love to hear from the motherhood.

Night Night!

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