Listen, a woman with a bulldozer built this house now
Traditionally my brother and his family spend Christmas Day with his in-laws, so they come to us for Boxing Day. The living room floor is strewn with torn paper: Charlotte was allowed to unwrap all of the presents except the fragile ones. She has a tambourine now, so I have earplugs in. She is three years old and she just snatched her new toy propeller plane (made of recycled plastic in three colors, sturdy and suitable for taking in the bath) back from my brother who was flying it for her: "No, Daddy, only girls can!"

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I love how they are raising their little engineer, genderwise. It is so the best.