So we were driving in the car a month ago when my 3 year old daughter asks me if she is a boy. "Do you want to be a boy?" I ask her not cueing in right away. "My head looks like a boy," she says. Ah ha. People often confuse her for a boy as her hair is short, she doesn't like bows, and because she hates getting her hair cut except by me, and the best I could do turned out to be a boyish cut. I haven't had to cut it in months as it is not growing very fast now, despite the flax seed oil I give… Continue