Candid Thoughts On My Sons Playing with "Girl Toys"

When I was little, and the neighborhood kids were being punished, or if it was raining out, or if it was after dark, I played with my older sister. And it didn't matter what it was. House, Nintendo, Barbies...okay, especially Barbies. I was on board. I can just see most of my male friends reading this and gasping, but rest assured I enjoyed taking off Barbie's clothes and being disappointed that there were no nipples on her plastic boobs. Regardless, I did plenty of "girly" things growing up. I did my share of "boy stuff" too, like collecting GI Joe figures, obsessing over WWF, and getting mild erections over the aforementioned naked Barbies. But ultimately, my childhood was peppered with more than a decent helping of femininity. It didn't make me gay. It didn't make me "confused" about my sexual identity. I believe what it did make me is balanced (and in case you're wondering, my Barbie affinity has subsided drastically over time).

I suppose I have my parents to thank for either being open-minded about gender roles or simply too caught up in life to notice how often I played with dolls. But I find that as an adult with boys of my own now, Mom and Dad's example has rubbed off on me. For starters, my sons have a kitchen. They "make me coffee" in it, bake cupcakes in the toy oven and we hold regular "shopping sprees" where my older son gathers groceries in a shopping cart and comes to me with funny money to pay for them. Not exactly the kind of activities that fit into the boy stereotype. I suppose traditional male norms would dictate that I should stop this activity. But I'd rather my kids were happy than confined to a predetermined gender barrier. My older son's favorite color is purple. He also loves Legos, soccer, and punching me in the groin. Of those interests, there's really only one I'm looking to change.

 "I know Dad will be mad, but this one comes with a hair dryer and brush!"

I'm  not hoping to pat myself on the back here for being more progressive than the next father (As a parent of two, I believe I'm still learning on the job). But if you're a parent to a young boy and you find yourself taking dolls out of his hand or insisting that "boys don't cry," ask yourself if you're doing this for his benefit or yours.If you're only doing it based on your own preconceived notions, I can't honestly say that you're being the best parent you can be. After all, my parents enabled my creative freedom and now I'm writing in a public forum about how much I appreciate it. Wouldn't you want the same?

I'm a 33-year-old man who can recite every episode of The Golden Girls or every starter for the New York Jets. I'm into twisted Quentin Tarantino films, but I don't mind the occasional Hugh Grant romantic comedy. In fact, I like to think I embrace more than I reject in life. It is with this open mind that I aim to approach parenthood. My parenthood, anyway. So next time you use the words "that's for girls," remember the proper way to say it is, "that's for girls....or Joe." I'd rather be known for encouraging happiness and exploration than as "the jerk who ruined my childhood."

-Joe DeProspero
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Explaining Why Batman is Only Kid-Friendly Sometimes

I recently purchased "The Dark Knight Rises" on DVD. After watching half of it, I left the DVD cover on the coffee table. My three-year-old son, Antonio, innocently picked it up and asked if he could watch some of it.

"No, honey. This is too scary for you," I answered, with a chuckle.

"But..it's Batman," he said, pointing to the cover graphic, eyebrows frozen in disbelief. I looked down at his feet and noticed the Batman logo adorned on his sneakers. So then the question was....how do I explain to my son that certain characters or programs are watchable depending on circumstance?

What I ultimately did was explain that there was a "Kid Batman" and an "Adult Batman." But truthfully, I think he saw right through the bullshit. How could I explain it so he'd understand, though?

"Well, you see, the 'Adult Batman' has lots of melancholy and dying and 'Kid Batman' is basically just Batman and Robin doing donuts in the Batmobile." That's how I'd like to explain it, but realistically can't, or won't. That would be crazy. I mean, it would be crazy, right?

These are the kinds of things we are forced to say as parents. A Kid Batman and an Adult Batman. I'm not even sure if I should capitalize "kid" and "adult" here, but it feels like I should. But seriously, imagine if there were different versions of other characters. Like what if Big Bird starred in a movie opposite a murderous lunatic who cut the faces off its victims? How would we differentiate? And imagine the looks on their faces if we accidentally put the wrong one on during a playdate.

Realistically, there was only ever one Batman movie that was arguably suitable for children. Don't pretend you don't know which one I'm talking about. It was "Batman and Robin." Clooney was Batman, Schwarzenegger was Mr. Freeze and there were nipples in the bat suit. Since this is the most cartoonish of all the Batman films, I considered allowing my son to watch this one first, to "ease him" into the series. But I also don't want to ruin the franchise right off the bat (pardon the pun). I'd almost rather him watch one that will give him nightmares. At least he'll still have respect for the series.

California citizens saw this movie, and voted for him anyway

As parents, we're faced with difficult decisions every day. But I'm always surprised by the ones that seemingly come out of nowhere. I count this among them. So, fellow parents, how would you describe the difference between Adult Batman and Kid Batman?

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