Mar 24, 2010
the influence of sisters
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.