parenting drivel
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I recently read some blog post where a Mother had concerns about her daughter playing with Barbie. Her kid is three, she let her have a barbie from the thrift store and she felt really uncomfortable because she dislikes Barbie and all that it is associated with it. She has concerns about things like body dysmorphia and so on. (blah-di-blah blah women's studies stuff) She wanted advice on finding some more body-friendly dolls and so on.
When I was a kid, my Mom had some initial concerns about me having a Barbie as well. I saved my pennies and bought Peaches'n'Cream Barbie. Btw, she was one of the most awesome Barbies ever in the history of Barbie. Don't argue with me. I am right. I have several witnesses who can back me up on this hard fact. Once I had my Barbie and I also began to collect clothes for her. It was observing me playing with Barbie; my Mother remembered what she had loved about her own Barbies. It was fun to dress her up in her flashy trashy clothes. I didn't have a ton of Barbies; just a few different ones that I loved dressing up and giving them adventures (most of which involved them flying around the world to parties, running their salon, going to the Ghostbuster house for bbqs and occasionally getting into fights with one another over who would wear which fabulous outfit to the party in Paris. Important stuff y'all) I lacked a Ken, so there weren't a lot of sex parties unless I went to my friend Annie's house as she had a couple of Kens. I had a Pacific Islander/Hawaiian Barbie and a Midge. I think it was a nice variety. A little something for everyone. I also had some terrific cloth dolls my Mother had made for me and a couple of store-bought ones. I enjoyed playing with all of them. (I also lusted after the American Girl Dolls but we were too poor to afford them.) I also liked playing with trucks, lego and my brother's toys. (Both of my brothers also had a variety of dolls. One of my brothers had a couple of baby dolls that he was incredibly protective of.) There really wasn't any limitation on what we could and could not play with. No gender divide or judgment about what we played with. I think that was incredibly important. Kids really don't need a lot of dogma when it comes to play -no matter how politically correct it is. Most kids just want to play. Some are partial to dollies and some are not. No point in trying to sway them either way because really you enter into some much more dangerous territory which later on which I will get into.
As for the whole idea of gender dysmorphia I kind of want to laugh. Girls in particular are more likely to get that stuff from family. Usually it comes in the form of people making pointed comments about their looks or their weight. (you would be so much prettier if you just lost a few pounds. You shouldn't eat dessert, you are getting to be a big girl.) Girls also pick it up from observing their own Mothers slagging themselves off or constantly bemoaning their weight. Kids learn that behavior over time. Girls develop quite a few body issues when going through puberty. Some of it is related to what they experience in school, some of it is just the lack of education many have about regarding what is going on with their bodies and often times a parent might not help this. (It is pretty common to gain a fair amount of weight when you are going through puberty and I saw a number of girls being told by their Mothers that they needed to go on a diet. So much diet yogurt was eaten in junior high. Really their parents should have read a few health books instead.) It isn't Barbie that does this. It is mostly well-meaning but clueless people who close to a kid.
Going back to the the limitations of what a kid can and can't play with, I do worry that when you say, "no not for you" because you are a boy/girl or you have your own political agenda that you are going to make a minor situation escalate into something huge. It could leave a more profound emotional impact than letting the kid have a Barbie. You don't have to give a kid every toy they want, but if they really enjoy playing Barbie and they like being a Princess for awhile or just play with GI Joe and trucks, the phase might not last as long if you don't make it a forbidden pleasure. It isn't like it will make a kid gay or end up some insipid creature with no sense of self.
My kid adores these three little cars that he owns. He even sleeps with them. He also adores an old doll of mine called Ginny. She wears a fancy dress, has gold shoes and pretty blonde hair. She also sleeps next to him. I am not too worried about Senor Onion. He loves a lot of things. (I trip on so much damn lego) He is very tender with his dolls and stuffed animals. He puts them all to bed each night and makes sure they are covered up with blankets. I am mostly observing a kid who likes to take gentle care of creatures and that isn't a bad lesson to learn.
When I was a kid, my Mom had some initial concerns about me having a Barbie as well. I saved my pennies and bought Peaches'n'Cream Barbie. Btw, she was one of the most awesome Barbies ever in the history of Barbie. Don't argue with me. I am right. I have several witnesses who can back me up on this hard fact. Once I had my Barbie and I also began to collect clothes for her. It was observing me playing with Barbie; my Mother remembered what she had loved about her own Barbies. It was fun to dress her up in her flashy trashy clothes. I didn't have a ton of Barbies; just a few different ones that I loved dressing up and giving them adventures (most of which involved them flying around the world to parties, running their salon, going to the Ghostbuster house for bbqs and occasionally getting into fights with one another over who would wear which fabulous outfit to the party in Paris. Important stuff y'all) I lacked a Ken, so there weren't a lot of sex parties unless I went to my friend Annie's house as she had a couple of Kens. I had a Pacific Islander/Hawaiian Barbie and a Midge. I think it was a nice variety. A little something for everyone. I also had some terrific cloth dolls my Mother had made for me and a couple of store-bought ones. I enjoyed playing with all of them. (I also lusted after the American Girl Dolls but we were too poor to afford them.) I also liked playing with trucks, lego and my brother's toys. (Both of my brothers also had a variety of dolls. One of my brothers had a couple of baby dolls that he was incredibly protective of.) There really wasn't any limitation on what we could and could not play with. No gender divide or judgment about what we played with. I think that was incredibly important. Kids really don't need a lot of dogma when it comes to play -no matter how politically correct it is. Most kids just want to play. Some are partial to dollies and some are not. No point in trying to sway them either way because really you enter into some much more dangerous territory which later on which I will get into.
As for the whole idea of gender dysmorphia I kind of want to laugh. Girls in particular are more likely to get that stuff from family. Usually it comes in the form of people making pointed comments about their looks or their weight. (you would be so much prettier if you just lost a few pounds. You shouldn't eat dessert, you are getting to be a big girl.) Girls also pick it up from observing their own Mothers slagging themselves off or constantly bemoaning their weight. Kids learn that behavior over time. Girls develop quite a few body issues when going through puberty. Some of it is related to what they experience in school, some of it is just the lack of education many have about regarding what is going on with their bodies and often times a parent might not help this. (It is pretty common to gain a fair amount of weight when you are going through puberty and I saw a number of girls being told by their Mothers that they needed to go on a diet. So much diet yogurt was eaten in junior high. Really their parents should have read a few health books instead.) It isn't Barbie that does this. It is mostly well-meaning but clueless people who close to a kid.
Going back to the the limitations of what a kid can and can't play with, I do worry that when you say, "no not for you" because you are a boy/girl or you have your own political agenda that you are going to make a minor situation escalate into something huge. It could leave a more profound emotional impact than letting the kid have a Barbie. You don't have to give a kid every toy they want, but if they really enjoy playing Barbie and they like being a Princess for awhile or just play with GI Joe and trucks, the phase might not last as long if you don't make it a forbidden pleasure. It isn't like it will make a kid gay or end up some insipid creature with no sense of self.
My kid adores these three little cars that he owns. He even sleeps with them. He also adores an old doll of mine called Ginny. She wears a fancy dress, has gold shoes and pretty blonde hair. She also sleeps next to him. I am not too worried about Senor Onion. He loves a lot of things. (I trip on so much damn lego) He is very tender with his dolls and stuffed animals. He puts them all to bed each night and makes sure they are covered up with blankets. I am mostly observing a kid who likes to take gentle care of creatures and that isn't a bad lesson to learn.
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Date: 2009-07-08 10:39 pm (UTC)And for the record, my favorite was a Native American one - she was part of that special [insert country/ethnicity] Princess line they had when I was a kid, with Barbies from various countries/time periods. I think she might have been specifically Navajo or some other Southwestern tribe, but I'm not sure. But she had lovely dark hair and brown skin and a nifty white fringed outfit and I thought she was just the bees' knees, probably in part because she looked so different from the other dolls.
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Date: 2009-07-08 11:47 pm (UTC)This seems to be a common theme for many people who enjoyed Barbie. Barbie was there to create the most insane lives possible. It really fueled some hilarious creative play.
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Date: 2009-07-09 12:58 pm (UTC)dollser.. Action Figures... and they had all sorts of strange soap opera-y adventures. Once, C3P0 went insane and used his shiny golden shell to hypnotize everyone into switching personalities.no subject
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Date: 2009-07-08 10:54 pm (UTC)And my weight complex came about for a variety of reasons - bad stuff happening (TM), my mother being impossibly thin and she could eat whatever she wanted (like me, she was 5'7 but almost always weighed in the 110s, reaching 129 on the day she arrived at the hospital to deliver me...until she hit her 50s), and her and grandmothers teasing me about my weight at very memorable or critical moments. It was rare, but boy did I hang onto those moments.
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Date: 2009-07-08 11:37 pm (UTC)See, it is shit like that that horrifies me. I know family didn't mean to cause any harm saying the things they did, but it obviously didn't help. I have my own host of self-image issues but I really really don't want to pass them onto Biscuit.
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Date: 2009-07-08 10:59 pm (UTC)We played Salem Witch Craft trials with our Sindys (pretty much Barbie). V. entertaining.
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Date: 2009-07-08 11:13 pm (UTC)I had Star wars figures and when they first came out, I was allowed to have a Luke and a Han Solo, but NOT a Princess Leia, and this was made into a huge issue, and my small mind could not understand. Who were Luke and Han going to rescue? Of course this meant Luke and Han ended up usually rescuing each other AND WE ALL KNOW HOW THAT ENDED UP DONT WE MOTHER!!??
My friend Robbie had one Barbie and his father took it and threw it on the roof.Now Robbie is a grown man and with his inheritance bought thousands of barbies which look rather magnificent in glass cases all through his house. (He was also pen pals with Marlene Dietrich at the age of 10, I kid you not).
I was not allowed to watch Farrah Fawcett and so I became obsessed. So, you are right, by taking a "No, not for you!" approach, a parent turns something simple into a fetish that a child has to feel guilty about and may never resolve, dragging it into adult life long after they may have done if they had just been allowed to be a kid and play imaginatively which is completely normal.
I have one friend who was not allowed ANY toys, just cooking ingredients from the age of 3 and now he is undoubtedly a great cook but has absolutely no imagination or appreciation for the arts involved and thinks everyone who watches scifi is weird.
Si this is something that I am also pretty passionate about, let em play with it and they will maybe grow out of it. Playing with dolls or trucks or wearing pink or blue does not indicate whether a child will grow up gay and a parent only shows their complete ignorance by assuming it will.
It was mostly my responsibility as a child to entertain my younger sister, and we would build elaborate sets and act out long involved stories with our toys. One of the most popular storylines involved a Carrie Fisher doll and a Lindsay Wagner doll stealing Barbies car and taking off on a Thelma and Louise style rampage with farm animals. I wish I had it on video.
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Date: 2009-07-09 04:17 am (UTC)A parent has a right to kind of set certain limits about toys. (I think I would probably say no to Bratz dolls) For various reasons, but you have to kind of walk this line of not turning it into some obsession.
It is like how my son sometimes grabs my pink high heels or my pink scarf and plays about with them. I highly doubt it is some intense thing about his sexuality. I am guessing he thinks they are pretty fun colors and he likes to play with fun things.
Of course the other day he announced that he is a lady and I laughed. I asked him what ladies do and he said, "Get dressed, pink house."
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Date: 2009-07-08 11:27 pm (UTC)I tried giving my daughter Barbies but she never played with them.
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Date: 2009-07-08 11:45 pm (UTC)I nearly snorted tea through my nose when I read "squirrel leprosy". They were initially kind of 'spensive I understand (especially overseas) Poor sister. She would have gone apeshit for Barbie and her sex pot ways.
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Date: 2009-07-09 12:15 am (UTC)I remember reading New Moon. I was about 10, and it was the first time I ever read of Barbie being associated with poor body image and all that. I was really confused at this, and it made me worried. Suddenly I was told that because I played with Barbie, I was obviously warped, and would most likely end up with an eating disorder by the time I was 15. If people didn't bring this shit up, it wouldn't be such a problem. Sheesh!
Anyway, if people are sooo worried. They could always take a look at Groovy Girl dolls. Those are just as trashy, and tons of fun. I think people should be more worried about those dumb Bratz dolls. Talk about sluts.
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Date: 2009-07-09 12:49 am (UTC)I see your point with Barbie. And really, I'm more terrified of Bratz dolls than anything. I think it's just a matter of being a parent who also provides an outside voice to counteract media messages.
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Date: 2009-07-09 04:04 pm (UTC)Ken was the man? hehe pretty funny for a guy without genitalia.
Bratz bothers me a lot. I would have to say no to Bratz.
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Date: 2009-07-09 05:52 am (UTC)On the other hand, I was never allowed to have a Ken, because my mother thought he was useless. My Barbies had to make do with He-Man and Star Wars figurines.
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Date: 2009-07-09 04:05 pm (UTC)Hee. I love your Mother's attitude.
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Date: 2009-07-09 07:15 am (UTC)Interesting post and I wish I had more mental energy to expand my comment.
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Date: 2009-07-09 04:07 pm (UTC)And you are right about a girl comparing herself to other girls.
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Date: 2009-07-09 01:48 pm (UTC)Spot on with your mothering philosophy, as usual. I will have you raise my children for me. Oh, wait. That means I won't get to have any of the fun!
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Date: 2009-07-09 01:51 pm (UTC)But, I actually didn't like Barbies as much as My Little Ponies because the Barbies would always kick their tables over and that pissed me off - I could never make their legs bend sufficiently so they'd have to sit REALLY far away from the tables. So I just used all of the Barbie furniture, accessories, and clothes on the Ponies instead.
It was funny, because I had a very stable childhood (other than moving a lot) and I would have really bratty Pony kids when I played with arguments and all of that. But my friend across the street had divorced parents and a dad who trafficked drugs across the Canadian border and her Pony kids were always well-behaved and happy.
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Date: 2009-07-09 04:09 pm (UTC)I think it says a lot about the kind of relationships a person has their toy. hah
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Date: 2009-07-09 02:51 pm (UTC)Goodness. Small world indeed.
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Date: 2009-07-09 05:44 pm (UTC)I think girls get more body issues from watching the mainstream media and listening to other people than playing with Barbies.
I've thought a lot about my own body issues lately as I've been working on being healthier. And I've tried very hard to teach my kids (but specifically my daughter) about balance & health in their eating and provide plenty of healthy choices. Trying to teach them the importance of exercise and being active for all the physical, mental & emotional reasons- not so much about trying to be skinny or look a certain way. While I don't remember my parents ever telling me I was fat or needed to lose weight, I wish I would have had the knowledge to make healthier choices when I was younger.
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Date: 2009-07-11 11:14 pm (UTC)I think about this a lot now that I am about to have a daughter. I have to be mindful and conscious of my own actions so that she learns to love herself just as much.
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Date: 2009-07-11 08:14 pm (UTC)kids....
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