"Are you a boy or a girl?" How do you explain gender to a child?

My kiddo is biologically male, but when kids ask him if he's a boy or girl, he says, "I'm me. I'm a person." Kids, however, don't accept this answer and pester him to the point of tears. I don't know how to tell him the difference between boys and girls, or if I want to tell him that there is a difference at all (besides anatomically).

How do you explain gender to a four-year-old?

You have to see this radically honest YouTube docu-series about race, gender, sexualities, and more

I was introduced to StyleLikeU as a media platform producing "radically honest docu-style videos that give voice to role models of all body-types, ages, races, genders, sexualities, and abilities, who stand proudly outside of norms and are comfortable in their skin, disentangling style from fashion in the process." Um, yes please. This required further investigation since it sounded fairly groundbreaking. I was absolutely not disappointed.

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How non-traditional couples break the whole argument for traditional gender roles

In my research about gender roles, I found disturbing personal anecdotes about the NEED for gender roles. One bit of commentary in particular that stuck out to me most blatantly discredited couples planning to share responsibilities in and out of the home. If it is God’s will for men to almost always be the sole providers, where does my partner fit in? My partner was born with a physical disability. There are physical limitations to what he can do. Does that mean he doesn’t qualify to be a conventionally providing husband? And if so, does that mean he isn’t made by God to fulfill the "role" of a man?

Here's how my family forces us to confront traditional gender roles…

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Fairy princesses can be mighty girls, as long as we don't shame them first

My daughter wanted a "fairy princess birthday party," so I was making wands out pink glitter-glue and pipe cleaners and cutting the crusts off fairy bread while obsessively refreshing my Twitter feed for more news about the extent of Weinstein's depravity. The invitation to her party was a photo of my daughter wearing a tutu and crown, Photoshopped to make it look like it appeared in the pages of a storybook. She loved it.

After the invitation went out, I received messages RSVPing to the party, but they also asked a question, the same one over again: "Are you okay with this?"