I had a very unique childhood. There were eight children in my family. I was number 2. I watched baby girl after baby girl come home from the hospital until one day a boy came home! I was 11 years old. I remember people telling me how the newly dubbed “Prince” was going to be special. And I remember waiting for it. For this magically experience when he would be treated differently. I am almost 40 years old and I am still waiting. You see the trick was that although people said that, my parents never did. They raised us to believe that we could do and be whatever we wanted. We just had to work for it. Gender was never a taboo. You did things because YOU are an amazing woman or an amazing man. Not because you are less or more. You are a super human being. My parents never stopped my dislike of dresses- they just embraced it as part of what made me unique. I could be a tomboy and still be amazing! That is a powerful feeling for a kid.