Let him color the horse purple.
Let him dance wearing fairy wings.
Let him kiss me into a frog and then a few minutes later kiss me back to Mommy.
Let him see the world through toilet paper roll binoculars.
Let him think new shoes make you fast.
Let him love to play with princess wands (even if he uses the wand as a sword).
Let him never cease asking questions (even if by questions I mean the same question over and over again).
Let him see the swing set as a pirate ship.
Let him think my singing voice is awesome.
Let him see a superhero when he looks at his daddy.
Soon enough the world will impose its rules. He’ll learn that some things are “for girls” so he should stick to things that are “for boys”. It’ll be uncool to kiss your mom and hold her hand and play with her hair. He’ll learn that horses are brown or black or white. And that superheros are fictional.
But right now, at this very moment, the world is full of possibility. For right now, it is whatever he wants it to be.
And it’s beautiful.
So let it last as long as possible. Forever, even. Because little boys don’t have to be the only boys who aren’t afraid to be themselves.