{DISCUSS: Boys will be boys} A Peter Alexander controversy.

 

This Peter Alexander Sleepwear Pj shirt has been pulled from shelves for being offensive. Where do you sit? Are you offended?

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MY VIEW:

I think boys will be boys.

‘Boys’ does not have a definitive description in our home. Much like the term ‘Girls’. 

At the crux of it, biology makes boys and girls different. It is undeniable, there is an intrinsic difference due to chromosomes. You can’t argue that.

To me, the term ‘boys will be boys’ isn’t limiting boys to one behaviour or attitude. A boy (by biology) will act as a boy. He may play with trucks, dirt and enjoy fart jokes OR he may like making clothes or listening to Kylie Minogue music or kissing other boys. Boys will be boys, without an encapsulating definition of it. Girls will also be girls in which ever way they choose to define it.

Isn’t that the true beauty, knowing that boys will be boys and girls will be girls but no one tells boys or girls how to act.

If we are seeking gender equality then shouldn’t we just accept that boys and girls get to choose how to be boys and girls? By pulling this shirt from the shelves I believe the company is simply enforcing the idea that you are limited by your gender. If boys can’t be boys, what can they be?

The only downfall for me with this shirt, is the fact that Peter Alexander usually makes WAY cuter pjs rather than bland grey with black text.

Where do you sit?

Are you offended at ‘boys will be boys’?

{The Nest Writes} Why I no longer say “have a great day”

Why I no longer say have a great day.

A little while ago I said to my daughter as she clambered out of the car in front of her school “have a great day honey”, she said “I will, I always do”. When I picked her up that afternoon I said “Did you have a great day?”. “Yep” she said. Always wanting more information I pushed “So, what did you do?”. “Nothin’ mama”. “So did you learn anything”. “Nope”. “Who did you play with?”. “Don’t remember”.

I was deflated, she either didn’t have fun, she didn’t want to tell me or she simply could not be stuffed mustering the effort to involve me in her day.

So, my new plan was hatched.

The next morning we pulled into the illegal bus zone and as she collected her belonging I said “Honey, have a great adventure today”. She paused and inquisitively looked at me. “what did you say mama?”. I smiled at her and said, “Have a great adventure”. She giggled, kissed my cheek and her skinny, lanky little legs climbed over the front seat and out the door. a1

When I pulled up that afternoon, she came running to the car. She was almost breathless and said “mama, I had a great adventure, today I had a great adventure!!”. She then went onto to tell me the story of her adventure “Well, this morning I dropped all my library books but a girl I didn’t know from year 4 helped me pick them up. Then my teacher, you know ma, that lady that is like you but at school? Yeah her well, she sang a song about a goanna and made us pretend to be goannas. Do you know how hard it is to be a goanna mum?? Then at lunch we found a lizard in the back oval, but we didn’t touch it cause Finn said they can bite. Then I drew a picture of an owl, it was funny because I thought the blue crayon was actually purple! But it wasn’t HA! Then it was time to come home and you are here!, so a pretty interesting adventure today”.

I was shocked to see the same blonde haired babe who yesterday barely managed to mumble two words remembering in such detail what she had experienced that day. 

I realised she had done nothing new or vastly different from her normal days at school, but instead just paid more attention to the mundane everyday adventure of her life so she could tell me all about her ‘great adventure’. a2

So, I tried it the next day and the next.

Every single day it worked. She would collect into her little memory bank the list of stories to tell me about her great adventure each day. It was like the way she looked at her day had changed, she all of sudden paid a little more attention to each small adventure she experienced each day.

So in our family we no longer do “have a great day”, we are a family of “have a great adventure”.

Give it a try, you might be surprised.

 

{Raising Little People} How to Raise a Well Rounded Boy

Being a parent is without a doubt the most important job you will ever have, you are responsible for raising strong, respectful, independent little humans who will make the world a better place.

Here are some great tips from the team at BabyCenter on How To Raise A Well Rounded Boyboy

I particularly love the idea of encouraging his interests, even if they aren’t traditional ‘boy’ interests.

Happy reading Nesters x

{Raising Little People} To the mother of all boys

I am the mother of dragons. Three pink baby dragons. I don’t know what it is like to have boys, our nest is full of tutus, dolls and well, to be honest Batman.

I would not change my little ladies for the world but I still found this article really interesting, it has been shared amongst many of my friends with boys and I hope you enjoy it too. mother of boys

You can find the link here -> To The Mother Of All Boys

Happy reading Nesters x

{Raising Little People} It’s a boys club…

So, there is this exclusive little club I am not a member of. They speak their own language, have their own rules and eat a bucket load of lasagne.

The little boys club is a world of its own.

My nephew opens my eyes up to the way boys see the world very differently to little girls.

The clever Shauna Anderson has written a very funny eye-opening piece about the ‘7 things mothers of boys will understand‘.

It is quite a humorous eye opener as I sit here surrounded by barbie dolls and pretend make-up..

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Happy reading Nesters!