My 2 year old son had now officially switched to girl underwear underneath all his clothes. At this point, we still wore boy clothes out in public but wore girl clothes at home. Not because of any resistance but rather more because of habit. He still sported a crew cut and was built like a linebacker…my little precious little boy. If I had a dollar for every person that told me he would play football…while on the inside, I am thinking, “more like he’ll be the cheerleader!”. It was my own personal laughter and joy that knew my son would be happier to cheer than play football…and to this day, she is a beautiful 13 year old ballet dancer…best of the best, honestly!