Hug Twice

Recently I have started putting Alexa’s hair up in a ponytail on top of her head.  She has long bangs, and will not keep a barrette or headband in her hair at all, but I can sometimes get away with a ponytail.  I just can’t bear to cut any of her hair.

Well, CJ has recently started empathetically declaring Alexa and I as “girls” and he and Matt as “boys”.  That is one of the things they are working on at school - using his/her and he/she correctly, so I haven’t thought much of it.  Until today, when CJ wanted me to put his hair up in a ponytail on top of his head.  Yes, he has shaggy hair and I can do this pretty easily.  I complied, taking the scrunchie out of my own hair to do so, and he then declared me a “boy” and he was a “girl”.  This amused him greatly.

I know that’s not really his only criteria for telling boys vs girls apart, for quite frequently both Alexa and I have nothing in our hair and he still calls us girls.  But for today, girl was defined by a top-of-head ponytail.  If only life was that simple.

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