I think she’s onto something– I don’t give a crap about whether the little double seam is in the front…heck, it helps her figure out which side is the front…but I think she’s going to be getting to that age where the other kids see her in blue-based underwear and tease. Well…teacher saw her do it again the next day, asked, she said they were dirty, no they were clean, so my daughter TOSSED THEM IN THE TOILET, then told the teacher that she had an accident-!! The teacher asked her why she did this, she said they were dirty. She took them off at school (private daycare academy) and put on her spare pair. She took one look at the girl’s PAW Patrol and said, “These are not underwear, Mom!” laughed at me like I was silly for thinking they were underwear, and she will NOT wear them. My daughter wears her brother’s hand-me-down PAW Patrol underwear…her preference.
Yes, same here! Though we are now in January of 2021. Are there brands out there that present better underwear options for toddler boys and girls? This is the kind of crap (pun) we are looking at with just underwear. But that’s exactly my point – it is just underwear. I know some would say, “It’s just underwear,” and accuse me of overreacting. Can you imagine how people would react, knowing that a mom bought her son girls’ underwear? God forbid a little boy doesn’t like his choices. Look, boys don’t exactly win here either. Moral of the story? Girl stuff is inferior, and being a girl is uncomfortable. In short, the Minnie Mouse undies go to school and into my diaper bag as extras for emergencies, but we stick to Mickey and Minions during the day. The only thing worse than thin, depressing underwear in your butt is itchy, lacy stuff in your butt. The worst part is that the legs and waist are finished with this awful lace. The legs are lined with more cotton, and the waistband is a nice elastic.
The boys’ undies are a soft, thick cotton. I can’t imagine that their butts are really that different in size and shape by potty training age.īut we also need to address the fabric. Let’s not forget that immediately before potty training, all kids are in unisex diapers. Let’s be honest, they go right up the butt, right? I see no reason for the cut of 2-year-old’s underwear to differ by gender, except for the fact that society is already expecting them to be little men or little women instead of the practically genderless children that they are. For some reason, the girls’ ones are that “high cut” style that all women have learned to hate.
#Toddler undies full#
The boys’ undies are generous, full coverage. So the most obvious difference is the cut. Behold – same size, same brand: Photo property of Emily Gonzalez Our acquisition of a Minnie Mouse pack was the true turning point for me, because it was the first time I got to see that, at least for this brand, there is an inexplicable difference between girls’ and boys’ undies. And not that I’m anti-princess, but… pretty girls with long hair on our underwear? Must we?Īnyway, as we all know, one pack of undies is not enough. My kid really likes Mickey but he was only on underwear intended for boys? My daughter really isn’t even familiar with the female Disney characters. And frankly, I was a little bit proud of her choice.īut I was also kind of annoyed. I felt a little silly when I got home and opened the package to realize that they had the little pee hole in the front for boys (aside: they don’t actually use that hole, do they?), but my kid was happy. Solid colors – ha! My daughter wanted Mickey Mouse, which was fine by me.
If you are in a store like Target, there are no stripes or polka dots to be found. So first of all, undies are apparently completely character driven. I’m just going to say it: Toddler undies are bullshit. We potty trained our oldest daughter about three months ago, and it was then when I first became aware of the weird and infuriating world of toddler undies. One thing that has been on my mind lately is underwear. I think we all have, right? I’m not a person who gets particularly annoyed or offended by this sort of thing, but it does make me think about the strange ways in which our society imposes and enforces gender roles from the moment our biological sex is known. It seems like I have interactions just like this almost every time I leave the house with my baby. Not that it matters.” The woman looks confused and gestures toward the baby, who is wearing striped pajamas. “Thank you!” I beam, “She’s actually a girl. I turn to see an older woman peering into my baby carriage. “What a cute little boy!” says an unfamiliar voice behind me in the cereal isle.
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