And I paused between the hurried shoppers and stared at that shirt.
You know I teach my girls to reject the world's definition of beauty and any pressure they would ever feel to fulfill some boy's lust.
But never, in all my life, have I thought boys were expendable or accessories to our lives.
When I think of the phrase "who needs boys?" I think of the man who grew up to be my daughters' father.
The one who strums our girls to sleep with the quiet notes of a guitar.
The one who takes them to bowling alleys when their mother complains that bowling alleys smell weird
The one who tells his little girls they don't look nerdy in glasses when they don't believe their mother
The one who can turn a death trap into a fun adventure
The one who teaches us that bugs aren't scary...
And engines aren't either.
The one who sees the world differently than I do and lets me peek through his eyes and discover things I never imagined.
So... who needs boys?
The girl who wants to marry a man who is smart and funny and strong,
The child whose first hero is his or her dad,
The granddaughter who feels safe when grandpa hugs her close,
The girl who wants someone to admire the frogs she pulls up from muddy ponds,
The children who know that a good tickle fight is one of the finest pleasures in life.
As we empower little girls to be strong and brave and confident, let's not do it by belittling the boys who also need to feel powerful and valuable.
I know that there are dads who are MIA. I know that many families don't have the ideal father or husband. And I know that they can overcome that through their own strength and intelligence and perseverance. But because we do not always have them, does not mean there is no need for them.
To the question, "Who needs boys?"
I answer firmly, "Every single one of us."
Though it goes without saying, I didn't buy the shirt...