Last night, as we were snuggling after story time, waiting for Hubby to finish reading to the Boy from The Book of Flight, the Girl and I had this exchange:
The Girl: "You know, if anyone ever puts up a 'No Girls Allowed' sign, I'm just not going to cooperate."
Me: "I think that's great idea, Sweetie. Unless, maybe, it's the boys bathroom."
The Girl (laughing): "Oh. Yeah. Well that."
I think this objection to discrimination has been stimulated somewhat by a couple books in the Magic Treehouse book series. The Girl has listened to the audio versions of some of these, and the first two she heard were the Plato one and the Shakespeare one. In the Plato one, women aren't allow to publish books or go to the Olympics. In the Shakespeare one, girls can't go on stage. Of course, the books are highlighting the problematic nature of such customs, but the Girl is so disturbed by these elements that she always wants me to skip those parts.
At the same the time, she is quite focused on beautifulness. But I guess it can't all come at once.