Jacob is my wild child. Speaking to friends it seems to be a birth order thing, him being the 2nd child and all. Where as my oldest is very serious, Jacob is very silly. He loves to be the life of the party and is very social. He loves to sing and dance and dreams of being on a stage one day as it is something he talks about often. When he was 2 he told his teacher that he was a girl, a pretty princess to be exact, he thought this was hilarious. He loved for them to put his hair in a ponytail and would cry when I tried to remove it (I actually have that on video). He developed a fond attachment to a baby doll he cleverly named 'baby' which they let him 'adopt'. At 3 he sometimes plays dress up in school and sometimes chooses the dresses which he says make him look beautiful. He also loves to do his nails and will have me put Jamberry on them and he doesn't care which kind they are even though I've ordered boy looking ones specifically for him. He will sometimes pretend to have a purse and mimic me. People give us a hard time for 'letting' him do these things. Sometimes there is backlash and people try to take away his doll or ponies or tell him that doing his nails is for girls. But you see just as often as Jacob plays with the doll he plays with his basketball set and cars. Just as often as he does his nails, he rips them off and covers them in dirt. Twice as often as he puts on a dress he will choose a superhero costume or boy character shirt. You see it is us as adults that stigma what is 'boy' or 'girl'. Jacob isn't bothered by gender norms, we adults are. Do I think he is gay or transgender? No, I think he is 3 and when he is an adult and has the right to define himself I will allow him to do so without judgement- just as I refuse to judge him now. Because he is Jacob and just as often as he is cool, he is fabulous and I'm perfectly ok with this because this is Jacob.
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