It was Los Angeles in the 1950s, and my mother was ahead of her time. After my older sister, Debbie, got a doll, I wanted one just like hers. Of course my mother said yes. My mother’s friend, June, came over. They sat at the kitchen table. I was within earshot, dressing my beloved doll, when June said, “Marian, boys shouldn’t play with dolls.” To which my mother responded, “If Danny wants to play with dolls, he can play with dolls.” My doll was dressed and ready for an outing, and my mother looked at me adoringly. — Daniel Nathanson

My sister did the same with her son and now he’s 20 and sweeter than honey on a honeycomb! Shrugs!
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Children are innocent it is often the adults who make it a big deal. I am glad your sister, allowed her child to be a child and enjoy a toy because it is just that a toy.
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I do agree that children are innocent. But I also KNOW that the spirit is real!
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