When I'm bouncing Charlie to get him to burp, or just for fun, he kicks his legs down and stands on my stomach -- not for long, and not without support to contain his drunken-ingenue careening from side to side, but holding up his own weight with his legs nonetheless.
So what do I say to him in meaningless praise? That's right. What would I say to our offspring if he had been born a girl instead? Smart? Graceful? Well-balanced? Mighty?
It really amazes me just how ingrained the gender-role assumptions are.
Posted by wallich at March 31, 2005 10:13 PM