Anyone who's ever met my Bug knows that in some ways, he's a sterotypical little boy. He has an overwhelming love for anything with a motor (seriously, when he was 16 months and barely talking, he'd go completely nuts when he saw a bulldozer). He loves anything involving a ball. He wants to kick it and dig in the mud and run down the sidewalk and whack it with a stick. Of course, he also has a teddy which he loves more than anything.
Recently, I was at the store with Bug, looking for eyeliner. (For me.) He saw the nail polish display and asked for some. I paused for just a second,ever-so-briefly thought of explaining gender taboos, and then thought, "NAAAH. He's four. And it's a dollar."
And now his nails are "so pretty" and "look, Mama, we match", because who am I to tell him only girls can paint their nails?