[Bigg Red]

There is a lot of middle ground between looking like a Barbie doll and dressing so much like a boy that a girl looks like one.

When I was a 7-year-old, I was what was then referred to as a “tomboy”. My poor mother could not put me in pretty little dresses to play outside because I was climbing trees and frequently ripping my clothes. My most frequent playmate was a boy of the same age 3 doors down the street from us. I just loved being active on the “monkey bars” and building forts. Poor Mom had to just dress me in jeans.

But I never had a boy’s hair cut like this child apparently has, and, when it was time to get dressed for church, my mother put me in girl clothes, and I loved them. When a child is only 7, the parents still have a say in how the hair is cut. Sounds like this girl’s mother has not taught her the side of dressing like a girl, and I suspect mommy likes the attention the ambiguity brings.

[IYAS9YAS]

There is a lot of middle ground between looking like a Barbie doll and dressing so much like a boy that a girl looks like one.

I have met a few "Pats" in my life. Not sure if they were men or women. One, I talked to for several minutes, while helping to get his/her car started (after topping off his/her radiator). Even after the conversation, I still had no idea. No indication, generic clothing, no makeup, boy's haircut, but no prominent Adam's Apple. Nothing to say where it was a boyish girl, or a girlish boy. Even the voice was about as neutral as it could be.

[Oztrich Boy]

“Luke Skywalker in Episode IV” is hardly “a boy’s haircut”

[Mercat]

I too was a tomboy. I had curly blond hair that I hated. I wore uniforms to school and jeans after. On Sunday I had a choice of two dresses since we we didn’t have much money. My mom was not much on dressing up either. Summer I wore shorts and a t-shirt. My friends were usually boys.

[exDemMom]

Many professional women have “men’s” haircuts, including myself. It is low-maintenance. My husband and son both have longer hair than I.

[Vigilanteman]

My baby girl was my "boy" from age 7 to 9. She wanted tools for birthday and Christmas gifts. Her favorite was a tool belt which Dad bought her for her 7th birthday. She wanted real tools and not toy tools and followed me around constantly tightening screws, wearing her hair short and generally being my little shadow.

Yeah, grew out of it. Today, she is a supermom with two of the cutest little grandsons in the world and a business executive with an plum overseas posting.

Her husband had to follow her because she makes more money. No brag, just fact.