Last night, as I was doing my mother in law’s nails, my curious Isaac tapped my shoulder and asked if I can paint his nails too. I giggled and agreed. At first, I put a clear gloss on and that was it but he looked at mine and his grandmothers and knew he wanted colour too. He asked me why can’t he get colour and I realised I couldn’t think of a reason why so upstairs we went and I let him choose the colour himself. He went for orange because “cheese is orange and cheese is my favourite”. He was so excited and went to show his dad right away. He said he could “smell” the cheese from the fingers too. His dad was definitely taken back and a bit uncomfortable with the idea. I was going to remove it today but realised, if I removed it, it would mean something is wrong and frankly, there isn’t. Nobody forced Isaac to wear nail polish. To him, it’s not different to painting on a piece of paper. He’s just excited to be wearing his favourite colour. He’s just a little boy and he shouldn’t be hindered by gender expectations. Oh yes, he’s helping me bake brownies today too. Girls can do “boy” things and boys can do “girl” things. I will remove it when he wants me to 🙌 I know I will probably get an earful from family members but What matters is, he’s the one wearing fit and he’s comfortable. Isaac loves trains, airplanes, helicopters and Lego but he also loves tea parties and baking. Sometimes, I realise I genderise myself. After all, we have been brought up generations normalising it and I’m so glad things are changing. Slowly but surely. Let kids be kids. #isaacng #babybubz #bubzvlogZ
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