(Cross) Dressing Henry

This morning Henry announced that he is a girl. I told him he was a very pretty girl. Then Daddy took a shirt out of Henry's closet that I had forgotten we had, and showed it to Henry. It was a lovely little white blouse with pretty embroidered flowers of all colors all over it. I had gotten it for our friend Matilda, with instructions for her mom to send it back to us in the future in case I had a girl (this was long before Henry was even imagined). I even indicated that I might even dress my little boy in it, I thought it was so cute. Well, my friend Rachel, Matilda's mom, did indeed send it back to me when Henry was born, and here it was. My opportunity had finally come!

Henry frowned as he looked at it and alas, reported that he didn't want to wear it, pointing out that he liked his t-shirt better. I've never wished for a girl having always been happy to be a mom of boys, but if you listened closely enough, you could've heard my crest falling...