One sunny day last fall I was in the playground with my 3-year-old son. Ezra, as usual, was wearing his hot pink sandals. A boy, slightly older, came over with a curious look.
“Why is he wearing pink sandals?” the boy asked.
“Well,” I said, “pink is his favorite color.”
“But pink is for girls,” the boy replied.
“If he’s a boy and he likes pink, pink must be for boys and girls,” I said.
The boy hesitated and leaned in closer. Quietly, he said “Pink is my favorite color, too.” And off he went.
—Corinne Schiff in today's New York Times Metropolitan Diary