18th May, 2009 - The Roundfaced Boy' Taste in Shoes

I am worried about the Roundfaced Boy. In most ways he seems quite manly – he likes cars; he doesn’t like the colour pin; and he enjoys organising items (wooden blocks, lego pieces; carelessly discarded chisels) into neat little lines. However, he does have an odd habit of walking around the house in his mother’s high-heeled shoes. I was sitting in the living room today looking after the children in my customary fashion – I was reading the Weekend Guardian and drinking coffee whilst they were somewhere else in the house (at least I believe they were in the house – it is best not to worry too closely about these things).

So, there I was enjoying my Saturday, when the RFB minced into the room in a pair of silver pumps shouting “Mummy’s Shoes!!!! Mummy’s Shoes!!!” Obviously, I am very PC and avoid gender stereotyping at all costs, but I did find myself removing the shoes and trying to divert him with a plastic tractor. I think I might have said “Men like tractors. That’s what men like.”