It has come to my attention that an acquaintance of my six-year old was making fun of him for liking Elsa.
It’s true. My son can belt out every song in Frozen and even do the choreography, too. If you have yet to see one of his performances, I feel sorry for you.
He also knows the lyrics to pretty much every song on the radio. Music is very important to him and we are proud. Not to brag, but he takes after his mamma in the song memorization department. 🙂
What upsets me is that this morning, as he was eating his breakfast, he told me what the “friend” said. This kid was chanting that my son loves Elsa. In front of other kids. I don’t know the context or what transpired exactly (we all know that some kids like to stretch the truth), but I do know that he was one sad little boy who undoubtedly had this on his mind and really wanted to share it with me.
The scrappy, feisty, crazy me wanted to say, “Oh yeah, well tell your friend that he is a little shit who is a bully.” I didn’t. What the calm, motherly, responsible me said was, “Buddy, you are allowed to like whoever and whatever you want to like. Don’t listen to what other people say.”
This is our reality. I’m unhappy. I’m angry. While this is a teeny tiny fraction of the hateful actions in this world, this is where it begins. On the playground. At school. These little children don’t even know the damage they are causing. Naïve is something I am not. I know that he could very well be making fun of his buddies, but I highly doubt it.
Hubs and I make it a priority to teach our kids to love everyone and respect everyone. Wake up, peeps. Just because he is a BOY does not mean that he needs to be playing violent games or wrestling or doing whatever little dudes do. Sure, he likes Legos and Adventure Time and dinosaurs, but he also likes princesses. WHO CARES. He is loving and kind and just wants to sing. Just think, he could be the next Justin Timberlake.
OK I’m done.
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