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Minimize the Use of Gender Labels (Solution 9)

27 Oct

Let’s jump right into it shall we?
Solution 9: Minimize the Use of Gender Labels

Everything has a label, a name, a title….We need to know how to refer to things. I use hundreds when talking to my own kids: Honey, Sweetie, Baby, Lovie, Kiddo, Dude, Babe, Sweetheart, Sugar, Lamb……When I’m speaking to both of them I will sometimes say Girls or Ladies, but I don’t think I have ever said to just one child alone, “Um, girl…could you please put your dirty clothes in the basket?” That’d be weird, right? But in groups we often use gender as a label, and often when it really isn’t necessary. Continue reading


Be My Enemy

13 Jun

Thumbs Up Target! Gracie 20 months

I love my Target store! I do. It’s love. My Target has a Starbucks inside – can you blame me?! (And I do refer to it as being mine as if I have something to do with ownership, which I clearly do not). I feel so strongly about my Target that I pretty much have no use for any other in the area. I am fully aware that the products and layout are virtually identical, but I’ll admit it, I think mine is better. This is not rational, I know that, but it’s true. I really love mine, and I’m not going to be so crazy about yours…

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A Line in the Sand(wich)

31 May

No one would ever accuse my nephew, Mason, of being a picky eater. When asked what he wanted for his birthday dinner, he replied, “Sushi and crab legs.” He’s four…So it came as a surprise when my sister-in-law, Jamie, was recently met with an unwavering refusal in response to her lunchtime suggestion. This is how it went:

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Jamie, “Mason, do you want a grill cheese?”
Mason, “No.”
Jamie, “Why? They’re delicious.”
Mason, “NO!”  
Jamie, “I think you’ll really like it.”
Mason, “NO! I don’t want girl cheese – I’m a boy!”

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Girl Buttons, Boy Buttons

18 May

Somehow my youngest child speaks with a southern drawl. This wouldn’t be particularly noteworthy if it weren’t for the fact that neither my husband nor I have a southern accent. Nor do any relatives, close friends, distant acquaintances, or any TV cartoon she has ever been exposed to in her two and a half years. Don’t get me wrong, I think it’s rather charming. It’s sort of Cajun yet has a feeling of being a little bit out-of-place in time. Perhaps Gone With the Wind-ish…. In any case, I just love to listen to her talk!

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