What is it about construction equipment?
The rain just won’t quit. The pipe at the bottom of the 9-foot-deep hole broke after they buried it and spewed mud down our street (also, no water in our house for a day). It’s all tidied up now, but…COME ON.
However, the babies got a chance to sit in the digger (known as “our digger friend”), which is probably the best thing that has ever happened to Bunlet.
Bun Bun was a little scared of it.
We don’t try super hard to protect our kids from gender stereotypes, but we certainly don’t expose them to very many. They wear clothes and not boy or girl clothes, and refer to themselves as children and not boys or girls, and to others as children or people. I know this shit is pervasive and I’m sure I’m reinforcing it in all sorts of ways that I’m not aware of, but what I mainly want to know is why is my male child so totally passionate about large machines (that part makes sense–they’re cool) and my female child so uninterested?