Ken

We bought Abraham a Ken doll at Boomerangs this weekend. We did this because right when we walked in the store, he attached himself to a pair of hockey shoulder pads that he wore all around the store-of course they were way too big and made it hard for him to walk. But he was alternately calling them his hockey equipment and his space-off suit. Because I didn’t want to go home with someone’s stinky used hockey pads, I distracted him with Ken. He was psyched and named his new “guy” “Abraham.” I asked him if he knew what kind of doll “Abraham” was and he told me, “a brown guy.” More like orange. “Abraham” is wearing a white tuxedo shirt (which is actually a halter top and pants suit put together), purple sparkley jacket and white shoes. When Abraham stripped “Abraham” down he discovered that “Abraham” did not have the necessary parts to make him a boy. The absence of them, of course, makes “Abraham” a girl. And, the real Abe added, “She’s wearing lipstick.” I tried explaining they don’t make dolls anatomically correct but that he was still a boy. That did not convince him. He’s since come around to accepting Ken for who he is. A male doll without the right parts. This afternoon he told me it was ok for boys to wear lipstick. Yea, I guess so. If they want to.