I call the pink girl-luring toy aisles in stores the pink ghetto. Though I understand the appeal of pink in the little girl universe, it bothers me that boys’ and girls’ toys are such a distinct and different world. We market toys for boys that encourage action and engagement. Girls toys are things and many of them objectify appearances; little action is required.
It’s been years since I had a little boy who loved to visit the toy aisle. I can only fight so many battles and I am the mother of feminist boy, so I’ve done my part. But our recent trip for a trash bin caused us to stroll by the pink ghetto, where a lone pink tricycle was in the aisle. JT obliged me with a photo opportunity.
There may still be a little boy in my teenager.