His enthusiasm for the loveliness of this dress was unabashed. Wearing it made him happy. He wore it when building in the block center, playing with make-believe guns ("no guns in school"), reading books and eating breakfast.
Sometimes he would roll around on the table singing Britney Spears songs. I once said to him "Okay Britney, time to get off the table" to which he ecstatically replied, "I'm Britney?"
None of the other children in the class had a problem with his wardrobe choice. It was a non-issue. The teachers in the room didn't make a big deal out of it either.
For Christmas that year Toys "R" Us offered to donate a gift to every child in our class. Each student read through the catalog and chose an item. This little boy circled a Barbie doll. It was all he wanted. He had asked his parents for one but they said no.
What to do?
We decided that we would put his order in exactly as he wanted it. The day the Barbie arrived in school he was grinning from ear to ear. He spent the rest of the day holding it, playing with it and loving it.
The next day when he came to school he did not run in to get the wedding dress. He was not smiling his normally infectious smile. He was sad.
"Mommy threw my Barbie in the garbage" he replied when we asked him why he was so upset.
He even wrote a song about it that went something like this...
"I got Barbie. I love Barbie. Mommy threw Barbie away."
Eleven years have passed since this incident but it is something that sticks with me, especially in light of some recent posts that touch on similar issues (you can read them here and here.) I'd like to think that a boy can play with a Barbie and wear a wedding dress nowadays without his parents flipping out.
Granted, it is probably a lot to swallow but isn't acceptance better than teaching shame?
What to do?
We decided that we would put his order in exactly as he wanted it. The day the Barbie arrived in school he was grinning from ear to ear. He spent the rest of the day holding it, playing with it and loving it.
The next day when he came to school he did not run in to get the wedding dress. He was not smiling his normally infectious smile. He was sad.
"Mommy threw my Barbie in the garbage" he replied when we asked him why he was so upset.
He even wrote a song about it that went something like this...
"I got Barbie. I love Barbie. Mommy threw Barbie away."
Eleven years have passed since this incident but it is something that sticks with me, especially in light of some recent posts that touch on similar issues (you can read them here and here.) I'd like to think that a boy can play with a Barbie and wear a wedding dress nowadays without his parents flipping out.
Granted, it is probably a lot to swallow but isn't acceptance better than teaching shame?