I must know if there is a penis on that child!

Liz is picking up some onesies this weekend from a Craigslist ad.  She told me, "They are boy onesies, but I think that'll be alright." (For those not keeping score, we are not going to learn the sex ahead of time.)

I thought: What makes a onesie a "boy" onesie?  Must be something to do with the penis.  Duh.

I'm not sure why I didn't think about the color or the fact that there ar dinosaurs or some other thing on there.  Then I thought more about it.  These are onesies.  The kid will not be in these for long, and they will have no idea what the hell they are wearing.  They don't know color, they don't know a dinosaur from a manticore.  What do they care?

They don't.  It's for adults.  That way, people can determine the sex of a child at first glance.  "Gotta get them thar pronouns raght!"  In fact, I'm planning on having a little fun with this.  Why not dress the kid up to confuse people?  One day, we have a daughter, the next day, a son.  That sounds like fun to me!  If I have to carry around a diaper bag, I might as well get some free entertainment.

I recalled this article from the Smithsonian I read last year.  If you are looking for some more background on the genderfication of infants and small children, read this!  (Be sure to check out the slideshow.)  It looks like the book mentioned in the article is available now as well.  Could be an interesting read...

Just in case you are afraid I will dress my child up in gender-ambiguous clothing, don't worry!  I can always stick some stupid fake hair on the kid so strangers know it's a girl.  Or is it?

Bebe's hair may already be causing Lizzy heartburn!