Protect your son the same way you would protect your daughter. Keep him physically and emotionally safe at school and at home and be on the lookout for the cruelty that exists. Let's make the safety of all boys our top priority.
My middle son is the Recorder. He records unusual sightings, like a bear peeing or a running cantaloupe (turned out to be an antelope.) He's responsible for writing down shopping lists, fast food orders and game scores. His creative abbreviations like J.C. (just ketchup) keep us laughing.
My Women's Studies classes were rearing up with a vengeance in my head, but all I managed to get out was that the human body is beautiful, it shouldn't always be shared with the world and that if he ever had any questions about anything he saw that he should come to me or his dad.
Boys need to learn that watching a movie about princesses does not necessarily mean you want to be a princess. Putting yourself in a woman's shoes does not make you less of a man. It makes you more of a person.
"Daddy," he said, turning toward me, the palms of his not-yet 3-year-old hands up, arms spread. "I really need a fish in my life." He squinted his eyes, the wrinkles in his sun-kissed face pressed for an appeal.
I hate finding out later about that thing that happened at school. That thing that had a tenor and tone that suggests it was one of those moments when one of those itty-bitty, inside, innocent and vulnerable parts of your child got smooshed. Maybe just a little, but smooshed nonetheless.
It is cool for girls to like Spider Man. It is trendy for them to wear blue. Parents love watching girls try out for traditionally male sports. But, while I don't think it is right, there seems to be a short list of activities for my boys that, as yet, are not so socially acceptable.