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the influence of sisters

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The boys dragged the house out of the closet, set it up, and found Two Bits' dolls all on their own.  And then played happily for 30 minutes.  WITH BARBIES.

This horrifies my husband to no end.

I'm not so worried.

Most of their playing involved shoving the Barbies through windows, having them punch each other, or the occasional plummet down the elevator shaft.

And of course there's the inevitable boob comments when they came across the naked Barbies. 

(There's always a couple naked Barbies in the stash - it's how Barbies work.  Some of them just have to be naked.  You know it's true.)

So yeah, I'm pretty sure my boys are masculine enough - even if they enjoy some good Barbie time.



*Super Important FYI:   Growing up, my sisters never allowed me to play Barbies with them because "I didn't play right."  I couldn't help it if my Barbie never felt like making out with Ken in soap opera fashion.  I was much too busy throwing her down the elevator shaft.

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Heather said…
..."making out with Ken in soap opera fasion." HAHAHAHA! Awesome post.

And no, I don't doubt the masculinity of your boys either. :D
24.3.10
Barbaloot said…
I always hated Barbies. People seemed to think my name and position as the only girl in a family of boys meant that was THE gift to give me. I had a mountain of Barbie stuff I never touched.

If I still had it I'd send it to your boys:)
24.3.10
*MARY* said…
We bought my son a baby doll for his 2nd birthday... he loved it.
24.3.10
Emmy said…
Lol! So so true, about the required naked barbie in the stash and the Barbies making out with Ken... I think mine probably did a few times I am afraid to admit :)
24.3.10
That Girl said…
Our boys would get along beatifically.
24.3.10
LisAway said…
Greg doesn't allow the boys to put on Evie's Sunday shoes. Even when they're toddlers. "Those are girl shoes! We don't wear girl shoes." Same for any holding a purse or anything remotely girl-ish. It's quite silly, really. I'm sure your boys will be fine. They'll turn out just like you.
25.3.10
Claire said…
My girls were in a toy shop the other day. They shunned the girly toys, and instead, played with a train set for about 30 mins. (yeah - we were hanging about a toy shop for 30 mins, cos let's face it - the shopping trip had been torturous up to that point - I needed a little quiet time..)
25.3.10
Alison Wonderland said…
I've never seen my boys specifically play barbies but my oldest son spent a lot of time playing barbie and dinosaur with his sister when they were younger.
25.3.10
Rachel Sue said…
HA! My two year old son calls them "doobies" and enjoys the same playing techniques. I think it's hilarious. My husband, not so much.
26.3.10
Heidi said…
I love your sense of humor! (I'm not ignoring your last email, just behind on everything).
4.4.10
prashant said…
, I don't doubt the masculinity of your boys either
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10.4.10
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