We Don’t Have to Change At All

Recently the boys outgrew their shoes. So we went to buy new ones.

Me: Do you have these in a 13?
Sales Dude: The pink ones?
Me: Yup. In a 13?
Sales Dude: Those are girl’s shoes.
Me: Are girl’s shoes sized differently?
Sales Dude: No.
Me: Then a 13, please.

I have a lot of feelings about pink and gender and stereotypes and misogyny. I have a lot of feelings about a LOT of things. Including kneeling and Puerto Rico and Russia and…well…I’m not going to tackle any of them here today. (I did over here, though. And here.)

Today I’ll just say that the boys and I are listening (and reading) a whole lot of Free to Be You and Me. Because it will never not be awesome and poignant and timely. Marlo Thomas is magic. And so is Rosey Grier.

Hence today’s ukulele song:


  1. I love this song. I just found your blog, I’m adoring you. The first one a saw was a bushel and a peck, from wayyyy back in, I think it was 2011. And jumped to curent posts. I saw you grow up fast:). And now it appears you are an amazing mom. ?
    I would love to learn from you, ever think about adding the chords or tab to your posts. I would ? it. Keep doing your thing! You are wonderful at it.

  2. p.s. I have one son and five girls, and he loves pink and wears it as much if not more than the rest :).

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