The Boy-ification of Milo
"So yesterday Milo took my lipstick and pretended to put it on his lips."
"Uh huh."
"I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to say 'lipstick is only for girls.'"
"Really? You actually stopped and thought about that one?"
"Well, yes. What if he's a boy who wants to wear lipstick? I don't want him to think that there's something wrong with that."
"So you'd rather he find out by getting the shit beaten out of him when he wears lipstick to his first day at Kindergarten?"
"No. That's why I didn't know what to do."
"I think it's okay to tell him that lipstick is for girls."
"Okay. That's your job, then. You're responsible for his boyification."
"Okay."
Pause.
"He needs a toolbelt. And a bat. Also a better soccer ball. I have a whole list."
"Sounds good. Go Y-chromosomes."
"Uh huh."
"I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to say 'lipstick is only for girls.'"
"Really? You actually stopped and thought about that one?"
"Well, yes. What if he's a boy who wants to wear lipstick? I don't want him to think that there's something wrong with that."
"So you'd rather he find out by getting the shit beaten out of him when he wears lipstick to his first day at Kindergarten?"
"No. That's why I didn't know what to do."
"I think it's okay to tell him that lipstick is for girls."
"Okay. That's your job, then. You're responsible for his boyification."
"Okay."
Pause.
"He needs a toolbelt. And a bat. Also a better soccer ball. I have a whole list."
"Sounds good. Go Y-chromosomes."
Labels: Milo

1 Comments:
At May 31, 2007 4:08 PM ,
Anonymous said...
there is something wrong with that and you would be the first to notice
Post a Comment
<< Home