Superheroes and Star Wars: Parenting a Boy
I am a girly girl to the max. So much so that even at 29 I'm not ashamed to admit my love of Princesses (hello, Duchess Kate obsesh), pink, frills, pouf, skirts, makeup, and well - anything even remotely girly. In my sorority days, it earned me the nickname "Prissy". They even put it on the back of my athletic jersey - right above the skull and crossbones.
Somehow it didn't quite look right.
Naturally, when I was pregnant I knew I would have a girl. Of course, I didn't tell anyone about my hunch because I was worried about jinxing it (just last month my close friend swore she was having a girl and just found out that she is indeed, pregnant with a boy. See? Jinxed it.) but sure enough, when ultrasound tech froze the screen and pointed out that I was having a girl, I was hardly surprised. A girly girl gives birth to a girl, and raises her up to be a Princess too, right?
Right. Now, to assume my role as Queen.
So imagine my surprise when my fiance' introduced me to his son the first time, and he immediately wanted to wrestle and sword fight.
I was a bit startled. Sword fighting? Isn't that violent? Dangerous? I mean, even the pretend sword could hurt if caught at an angle...
I expressed my concerns to my friends who had little boys and they laughed at me. They were honest with me - boys are different. They play differently. They develop differently. They are more aggressive in their play than girls. Roll with it or forever be the lame chick who isn't cool enough to play. Bonus? Learning to play like a boy would be impressive to my fiance'. I figured it was worth trying.
The next few months I growled, practiced my explosion noises, and brushed up on Star Wars vernacular. I'm decidedly much cooler now than I was then, and I actually feel pretty good about the fact that I now have the following knowlege and capabilities:
- Peter Parker is Spiderman. Spiderman is Peter Parker.
- Darth Vader has a red light saber, not a blue one.
- Legos make the world go round. Especially mini-figs.
- I can properly "pretend" to shoot webs from my hands.
- I can play "guys".
- There is always time for wrestling.
- Black is the best color in the world. Followed by blue and red.
Also, my Princess tendencies? They actually come in handy sometimes. Afterall, every superhero needs a Princess to rescue.
As it turns out? I play that role to a "t".