So G, trying to be all efficient and such, went to the drugstore after work this week and picked up 2 packs of generic pull-ups for daycare.
Side note: I hate the idea of pull-ups and we only get them because the daycare insisted we do so when B moved to the toddler 2 room. I mean, they are less-absorbent but more expensive diapers. Why not use diapers until you can use underwear. Waste of money. End rant.
Anyways, we were totally out so I ripped open the package and put them on B and they fell right off. Looked at the sizing. Two sizes too big.
We had already opened one pack so we "saved" it (here's to hoping we will never use it because I certainly don't expect to be still toilet-training B 2 years from now) and G exchanged the other pack. But all they had in B's size were the pink package. Whatevs, right? B loves his pink crayon and always asks for the pink vitamin. I figured these would have a pink animal themed waistband, similar to the other ones. Nope. The next day I ripped open the pack and found pale pink training pants covered in princesses and fairy wands. B didn't care a fig..."ooh pink ones" and he stepped right into them.
The incident made me think about the gender-stereotyping of our teeny tiny kids. I mean, why do the pull-ups have to be different? It said nothing on the package about padding in different places, and really, diapers are unisex...why are 2T pull-ups gendered? And why oh why oh why do manufacturers INSIST on pink princesses and fairies on any product marketed to girls and sports items and cars for boys. First of all, really anything should be fair game for either girls or boys. Second, if you are going to insist that princesses are not for boys and dump trucks are not for girls, well then what about selling things that are universally loved by all kids, like animals or food?
Its bad enough with the newborn gear, but as B is getting older, the clothes are more ridiculous with monsters and scary dinosaurs on the boy PJs whereas the girl PJs have things he might actually LIKE, such as teddy bears and cupcakes, but in pale pink and purple and festooned with sparkles. Pastels don't go with our skin tone.
So he is wearing the pink pull-ups and I'm feeling a bit smug about defying gender stereotypes. The next day, I'm getting B ready for the day and again, need a pull-up. I yell out to G, "hey, where'd you put those girly pull-ups?" Oops. I think I have some more work to do, these things run deep.