The other day I was playing babies with my little girls. I was asking Anna whether her baby doll was a boy or a girl.
"BOY!" She declared excitedly.
I then asked her what her dolls name was.
"MIKE!" She exclaimed.
This was funny to me, because, well, just look at baby Mike.
You know, I have very strong convictions about raising my sons and daughters. I want my boys to be boys and my girls to be girls.
Clearly Anna does not share those convictions.