cross dressing,  gender stereotypes,  makeup

Nail polish can make you gay!

As with any child if his age, Xander is quite a curious boy. He has questions for everything and would try (almost) anything. We try to answer him as best as we can but sometimes if I don’t know the answer, I usually make one up and indulge him.

One day in the car on the way to somewhere I cannot remember now…

X: Mummy, how come that Uncle’s hair is like that? *points to an ah beng looking uncle by the road*

Me: Oh that Uncle dyed his hair red.

X: Why?

Me: I don’t know. Maybe he wants to be an Ang Mor?

*laughter choke from The Husband in the driver’s seat*

Me: You know what is an Ang Mor? No? Ang means Red in Hokkien, Mor means Hair. Together you get Ang Mor lor!

Xan gave me a polite giggle, shakes his head and ‘tsk’ + ‘aiyah you ah’ to me. He didn’t get the joke but can respond to my reply quite accurately. By 3.5 years old, he now know his mardder is a blarddy joker. Ok ok. I’m getting to my story now.

A few weeks ago, we were invited to a distant relative’s wedding dinner. Few nights prior, I took a good long look at my stubby toes and muttered to myself “Wah lau, so ugly. Better paint them now while there’s time and since I’m going to wear sandals.” So I painted the toenails and forgot my fingernails. Typical. Anyhoo… While I was slapping on some hot pink polish, I suddenly remembered a scene from an early episode of Jon & Kate plus 8. Kate Gosselin was reminiscing when Colin (one of the sextuplets) was fascinated with her painted toenails. She said “he would just come up, and I would feel a little petting on my feet.” At that moment, I wondered how would Xan react? So I tested it out the next morning.

We sat in the living room and I nudged him to look at my newly painted nails.

Me: Psst! Nice or not?

Xan: *eyes open wide” Waaah! *tries to touch a nail thinking it was still wet* Why you put colour on your toes?

Me: Because mummy hiao (Hokkien for vain). I want my toenails to look nice. Nice or not?

Xan: Nice! I also want colours on my toenails. I want yellow, blue, green!

Me: Ok, but I only have white and pink.

Xan: White then!

Me: Ok, I’ll paint ONE toenail. If I paint more, your teachers are going to think Mummy is mad and call me in for a private meeting.

Since Xander was born, I stopped wearing earrings and necklaces for fear of scratching him and him tearing my earlobes apart. That being said, whenever I accessorize myself in anyway, Xan is always the 1st to notice and keen to try for himself. So far it has been hair clips (though daddy was the culprit who started clipping them on him for fun/torture), hairband, bracelets and now nail polish. Oh yes. Bras too. Can transform into eye masks, gas mask, headgear, drag on the floor like an animal kenah hunted, etc. My 2 boys are irritating. *rolleyes*

I don’t have a problem with boys playing with nail polish & earrings. Just don’t touch my knickers. The Husband had painted nails and wore earrings (manly loops) for quite a while until a few years ago when his job required him to look more …ahem… serious. See here and here. Its the folks around me that have problems with it when I told them about painting his nails and his love for fresh flowers.

“Don’t encourage him ah! Wait he turn Ah Gua how?”

“Must be you and your Hello Kitties turning him into a sissy!”

“He needs more manly contact. Make some more boy babies!” Okok, I made this one up. You get the point lah.

What’s wrong with boys with nail polish anyway? You can’t turn gay from using nail polish, getting ears pierced, grown long hair, get facials, drink Shirley Temples, listening to Air Supply or cry at weddings. Don’t be goondu! Wah lau! Which cave from which century did you crawl out from?

A little feather boa will bring a smile to any child.
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Kids NEED to play dress up. It helps to build confidence, exercise their imagination and even strengthen their communicative skills through role play. Not I say one. Experts say one. Homophobes should learn to relax a little and just let the kids enjoy their childhood without being influenced by the crazy gender stereotypes. So folks. Relax! Let them play! The kids will have plenty of chances to dress properly later in life so let them be and have some fun.

Dressing up as the cast of Jersey Shore. Yea or Nay?
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  • DinoMama

    this is so hilarious! Have a great laugh (inside me coz i’m in the office) while reading it. Perks up the Moody Monday.

    DinoEgg love it when I paint my nails, he even comment about my clothes. Sometimes when I cannot decide which bag or accessories to goes with my dress I’ll seek his opinion. Ok ok I just need some one to 2nd my choice, we share almost the same dress sense 😛

    And DinoEgg has not tell me tt he wants to paint his nails or play with my bra (CANNOT!! Too precious n x for it to be his toy ahhaha), he only tried on my heels for fun. I think its good for the kids to try on every thing n be exposed to all things in life rather then throwing them restrictions becoz of some “fear”. Its better to learn n know then to be left with questions n doubts.

  • p2me1a

    This had me cracking up good! hahahaha… Asher is the one wanting to wear dresses and tie his hair – coz he sees Shawna do it. They sometimes move as one, and want to be exactly like the other! We remind ourselves not to be too uptight about such things too. hahaha

  • Regina

    I share your thoughts on this… and I’m the one who pins up his hair and makes him wear flowery hair bands just to have a laugh.

    He’s been fascinated with my tube of lipstick for awhile now. Maybe I’d give the folks a scare and dress him up Boy George style for Christmas. I think he’d suit the look just fine… till now, he’s always mistaken for a girl because of his curly hair.

    Which begs another question.
    Chinese babies cannot have curly brownish hair meh?

    The hubba is next to me, pushing the stroller, and Auntie coos at the boy and asks me if my husband Ang Mo. I was so tempted to tell her I married the wrong guy when I got pregnant and didn’t know whose it was!

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