The tyranny of pink.

Pink is for girls, blue is for boys. It was that kind of traditional attitude towards babies that this modern day dad was hell bent on challenging. That is, before I actually had the child. Now that I have a girl, I now realize that pink is for girls, and every other color is for boys. Because all babies pretty much look the same, whenever we go out and I’ve got Madame in something other than pink, at least one stranger will tell me what a cute boy I have. Or that “he” is such a good sleeper. And the strange thing is I never thought I would react so negatively to these innocent comments. Usually I just let it go, but inside I’m thinking “ARGHH. SHE’S A GIRL NOT A BOY.” It’s now gotten to the point that I don't want to take her out unless she’s got on at least something pink.

Besides pink I did find another way to clue people in on her gender, the “I’m Not A Boy” snapsuit from Wry Baby. I guess there’s always the baby headband, but I’m a firm believer that, even if it's camo, headbands just don’t look good on (practically) bald people.