At 4 years old my daughter announced she was tinkerbell the fairy. Luckily I did not allow her to put on her wings and leap off the 2nd floor balcony.
When I was five years old I wanted to be Spider-Man. My parents didn’t let me climb the sides of skyscrapers or shoot webbing at people (though I did dress up like Spidey for Halloween).
My 3-year-old grandson announced last week that he is going to be a girl and wear dresses. Fortunately, his parents were quite aware that it was a statement be ignored.
Must be the age, at 4 years old my daughter decided she was ‘pongo’ from 100 Dalmatians. She refused to be answer to her given name, it was pongo and she was a doggy. Ah, the memories :)
All parents have these stories, I am sure of it. I do wonder when this new diagnosis came to be and how. It’s just so disturbing.
When my nephew was little, he put on my headband and told his father he was a girl. The 2nd time he said it, my brother told him, “Girls don’t play with trains.” He has been secure in his male identity ever since.