Playing dad…
I set up a baby changing station in the garden for Noah to play with his dollies.
It was a tidy-up day after the carnage of the school holiday so he was kept busy with his triplets whilst I contended with the housework.
It was beautiful to watch him pottering about with his babies and although I didn’t get my camera out I did take a few phone photos.
He was proud as punch and at one point came down the stairs with a shirt asking if I’d help him do the buttons up so he could be a real dad.
The evident care in his nature made my heart a little fuzzy 💕
Excuse the mucky face; it was a bit of a feral day spent in the garden.
I’m not even sure why people question little boys that play with dolls. If it’s right… If it allows him to show kindness, care and compassion… If it helps him to build an understanding of looking after someone… If it allows him to grow a nurturing character… If it allows him to be gentle and loving… If it helps instil in him the values that a father will hold then surely playing with dolls is a natural process for boys. If that is what they so wish to do. No questioning. No stifling. Let’s just concentrate on letting them embrace building on how to care for others. Let’s just let them practice what is important. No if or buts, shoulds or shouldn’ts.
I think the most important question here is not ‘should we allow boys to play with dolls?’ but rather ‘Do you want your child to grow into a kind and caring adult?’
