Lily: I’m a girl!
Me: What makes you a girl? How do you know you are a girl?
Lily: I have eyelashes!
Not entirely an incorrect assessment if we were living in a cartoon world, but we are not. I explained what REALLY made her a girl– the “girl parts” if you will– and that boys have eyelashes too. The next day I asked her again what made her a girl.
Lily: Everything I do, I am a girl. I’m just a girl.
I thought this was a profoundly brilliant statement about her assessment of herself. True, she was doing a 100 piece puzzle of the globe at the time and sitting next to her Toy Story toys, but she was wearing a pink sparkly outfit and listening to a Disney princess CD– both things she chose for herself that day.
Indeed, she is just a girl.