His Toy, Her Toy

I remember when my daughter was born. Visions of her and I dressed in pinks and purples sitting in her lacy pink room playing dolls danced threw my head. A year later my son was born ;My husbands vision of sports and trucks revved around like mad men threw his manly mind.

Those dreams were simply that dreams. Little did I know there are lessons for parents to learn about children's toys and who are children will be.

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My daughter plays with dolls. She plays with clay and gets her hands dirty. She plays in the dirt, climbs trees and races her trucks around .,he plays kick ball , base ball and can run as fast as any boy.

His Toy, Her Toy

My son plays with trucks and builds with blocks, he colors and plays ps2 and he plays house with my girls rocking babies and feeding them.

There was a time my husband would bark to my son "Put down that doll!" until we came to the realization that play is really a child's preparation for real life. Our daughter was learning sportsmanship and how to be a team player from all the sports she played. My son was learning compassion and parenting skills from those dolls. It's amazing to me to watch my son now with his baby brother...I can see the compassion he has learned threw us and his play and I know some day he will be a good father I see my daughter line up her brothers and sister for a game of kick ball. And I see how she has learned to take the lead and take charge. I know some day in what ever she put her mind to see will be a success.

My message to parents is not to limit their child. Toys and sports are learning tools for life and they shouldn't carry a gender.

By the way...my daughter and I play but its not dolls....many days you can find us all at the beach...covered in muddy sand driving our big Tonka's(TM) .

© 2004-2005 Jennifer Gove

His Toy, Her ToySavage Garden - Two Beds and a Coffee Machine Tube. Duration : 3.45 Mins.

Lyrics "Two Beds And a Coffee Machine" and she takes another step slowly she opens the door check that he is sleeping pick up all the broken glass and furniture on the floor been up half the night screaming now it's time to get away pack up the kids in the car another bruise to try and hide another alibi to write another ditch in the road you keep moving another stop sign you keep moving on and the years go by so fast wonder how I ever made it through and there are children to think of baby's asleep in the back seat wonder how they'll ever make it through this living nightmare but the mind is an amazing thing full of candy dreams and new toys and another cheap hotel two beds and a coffee machine but there are groceries to buy and she knows she'll have to go home another ditch in the road you keep moving another stop sign you keep moving on and the years go by so fast wonder how I ever made it through another bruise to try and hide another alibi to write another lonely highway in the black of night there's hope in the darkness I know you're gonna make it another ditch in the road keep moving another stop sign you keep moving on and the years go by so fast silent fortress built to last wonder how I ever made it I do not own any rights for this music. I didn't post this with the intention of violating copyrights but to raise awareness for domestic violence and because it's a beautiful song.

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