Head. Wall. Head. Wall. One of Boogie’s friends – who she has only recently decided she actually likes – has long, curly hair. And, lo, he is a ‘girly-boy’.
Honestly, how hard do you have to fight?
I take some small amount of solace in the fact that this is pure parrotting; when challenged that boys can indeed have long hair, curly hair or both at the same time, she readily agrees. ‘So he’s not a “girly-boy”, he’s just a boy with long, curly hair then?’ ‘Oh, yes.’
It is by these small successes that my life is measured.