When I was little I didn't have the typical outlook on fashion and gender and marriage. I was a pretty big tomboy. I didn't dream of shiny white wedding dresses. I really liked jeans and boy boots. And I sort of had this secret wish that I'd been born a boy. Not because I was interested in leading an alternate lifestyle. But simply because it seemed that boys had all the fun.
It seemed as though they had adventures that girls of my age couldn't dream about. They had boy scouts and honestly their way of camping and just seemed like so much more fun than brownies and girl guides.
Plus I liked their uniforms so much better. And the fact that they go hunting and white water rafting and fishing and that's the sort of stuff I wanted to do when I was a little girl not play with Barbies and do crafts. And it's funny to know that my daughter Maya is a lot like me in this way. Recently in church one of the leaders stood up and announced all of the programs that the boys were doing and my daughter turned to me and said, "Mom, I'm in the wrong program."
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