If you know me, you know I'm not a fan of gender specification when it comes to toys and colors. I don't buy into that whole "pink is for girls, blue is for boys" or that whole bullshit that boys can't play with dolls and girls can't play with trucks. If you know me, you also know that I'm also not a fan of random strangers telling me how to parent or telling my children what to do. So please to enjoy this conversation I had this morning at Marshall's while standing on line to return a pair of shoes.
Dorian: (pointing at pink dump tuck toy on display shelf) WAAAAAAHHHH! translation: I want that!:
Me: No, Dorian, you have plenty of trucks. You don't need another one.
Dorian: Mama, looooo loooo loooo loooo yes! translation: Mom, look, I want it yes
Me: No, Bloopie, now that's enough.
Fat Redneck Douchebag Dude wearing a John Deere Hat: You don't want that truck anyways boy, it's a girl's truck!
Me: A girl's truck? Really?
FRDDwaJDH: Well it's pink, ain't it?
Me: Seriously? There's no such thing as a "girl's toy or a boy's toy" and that "pink and blue" crap is outdated.
FRDDwaJDH: Boys who like pink are queers. Looks like your son likes pink.
Me: If that's the case, what's your excuse then? Or is your boyfriend a fan of "beer gut and camo?"
Thankfully, it was my turn in line because I have a feeling it would have gotten a little more heated with said "gentleman". But, in true form, as I walked away with my queer 21 month old who wanted a pink truck, I heard the dulcet tones of murmured breath utter "fucking bitch" as I walked away.
Why yes, yes I am.
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you should have quoted him the findings of the latest study on homophobia, and what they indicate about him. and muttered "meddling trogoldyte" under YOUR breath.
I LOVE the fact that you weren't afraid to say something...that you never appear to be too afraid to stand up for your beliefs. You're such a good role-model for your kids and they are so incredibly lucky to have you for their Mama! :-)
My big mouth gets me in trouble. I've had to really curb it since children. I forget that it's hard to back shit up when you have two kids witnessing the whole thing. I've cleaned up the sailor mouth though, which is good so now I just use sheer wit.
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