B picked out his new crocs today – green! He’s been off pink lately, and I was afraid someone had told him that pink is “for girls” (which is a sure way to enrage my liberal soul, plus until about the turn of the century pink was considered a boy’s color, because it’s derived from red). I had a long talk with him about why he didn’t want any more pink crocs:
Me: But don’t you like pink?
B: Yeah, but I just like green. And red.
Me: But you can wear any color you want, you know. Daddy wears pink all the time!
B: I know. I like pink, but green is my favorite color!
Me: Oh, so you want green ones because you like that color better!
B: <I swear he rolled his eyes at me, and sighed>. Yes!