Ok I just have to rant, I'm so annoyed. I took my son to the store today. He was wearing a pink onesie with black stripes and black sweat pants . As i am shopping a woman comes up, she says " oh your daughter is so cute and so well behaved, what's her name?" I said " Oh well thank you, his name is Henry". I didn't care that she thought he was a girl. That's fine, it happens. What fucks me up is that she has the nerve to then say. " Well a little boy shouldn't wear pink, it's for girls. He looked like a little girl to me because of the pink onesie. You should dress him like a boy, or he could end up wanting to dress like a girl when he's older you know. " Ok first of all, I will dress my child how I want. Second just because he was wearing pink doesn't mean he's going to be transgender or gay. Third, so what if he does decide he wants to be a woman, or gay, or that he just wants to wear womens clothing? What's so wrong about that? If he wants to wear a dress he can, if he wants a tiara, that's fine too, if he wants to wear makeup when he's older, he can. It's no one's place to tell him who he his, or what he should or shouldn't wear. I will support him no matter who he decides to be or what he decides to wear, so long as he's a happy child and grows up to be a decent human being who's capable of caring for himself I don't care if he's transgender or gay or anything else. He will still be my child and I will still love him. I can't stand people who make it their business to tell me how to raise my child because of their own ignorant beliefs. This woman later went on to say that because I was wearing a flannel shirt and have short hair that I could be mistaken for a lesbian or a man and that I should dress clearly as a woman for my son's sake. Because he'd be confused about what a woman should wear vs what a man should wear. I'm sorry but WHAT!? Who keeps convincing these people that strangers actually WANT their opinions forced on them? Sorry for the rant, but all this started because of my son wearing a pink onesie. I'm a bad parent because I put my son in a pink shirt I bought in the boys section, Kay.