Queen of the Scottish Fairies

The thing that’s really horrifying about these pictures is Max’s prison haircut.

OK, but this was lifted from that marvelous French movie: “My Life in Pink” (Ma Vie En Rose).

Ms. Modan…you’ve outdone yourself again. I just cracked up–my husband and I have had these very same arguments over and over again. In our case though, we received a cartful of gorgeous clothes–some were for a baby girl. I was happy to dress my 6 month old in these (what did he care?) but my husband (and more to the point, my mother in law)had a mini-heart attack. I gave in.

Love this story and the illustrations are so charming. The natural way that every one in the family interacted.

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Reminded me of when my four year old son proudly came out wearing his sister’s tutu, eagerly trying to impress our guests. When all the male guests reacted with scorn and derisive laughter my son picked up on the negative vibe and never donned the tutu again.

Another terrific visual column. I love reading these every month. Wish they were more frequent!

I’d like to know what Senator Craig thinks of this.
Being the target of much hate for being gay and for denying being gay or being a heterosexual idiot or a Republican, I am curious about his reaction to this clever sociocomicstrip.
(Full disclosure: I’m not gay.)

my 2 year old son is the character in this story. he loves dress up and barbie dolls and yesterday his sister even painted his nails a pretty glittery blue and lovingly applied eyeshadow on his lids! his favorite princess is ariel and he has a baby boy doll which he takes care of and sleeps with everyday.
we just let him be as it is his way of expressing himself. also he sees his dad taking care of him and wants to do the same when he plays with his doll. he wants to be like his pricess sister and play dress up too. he is as comfortable in a tutu as he is beating up his dad in his spiderman persona.
i think this is a great strip for parents to realize a child’s world is not governed by pink and blue, girl stuff and boy stuff…it is us who need to be children again.

since there have been several articles of late in the press, we have been inundated with kids who cross dress, some who say they are in the wrong body. Several of these [we have a group for parents] will stop their cross dressing with social ostracism particularly at school We know that a not small percentage of these will go on to homosexual partner choice. Of late we are seeing more and more kids who demand to continue living as other than their biological sex. Forttuately there is a reasoned approach to hlep these kids as they near adolescence…[delaying puberty] so that they have the opportunity to really try out what is called a “real life experience ” as the opposite sex and better decide with lots of guidance whether they want to continue toward sex change operations.
I wish we had as good a piece on transexual kids…but people in our group are working on such. This is such a lovely piece…I agree it reminds of Ma Vie en Rose.

What a beautifully told story! I keep wondering how it turns out further down the road.

Lovely. My wife made both of our boys frilly tutus for Christmas a few years ago. They loved them. They would put them, fashion a gun out of any conveniently shaped piece of stick and run around shooting things — fairy assassins.

My cousin’s fiancee has a 5-yr-old son who also prefers to dress in a feminine way. His Crocs are purple, and overall, pink is his favorite color. We took him on an outing this weekend and at a toy store, his brother chose a tin fire truck; he chose a plush pink pony purse, complete with braided mane and ultra fluffy tail. He carried it proudly over his shoulder the rest of the day. He has told his mother many times over the past year or so that he thinks he’s really a girl. She, thank goodness, is enlightened enough to permit him to wear dresses whenever he wants, and to smile with other adults and shrug and say, “We’ll see what happens.” I’ll be printing this wonderful piece for her to see; I suspect she’ll love it as I have.

Does Max ever wish for longer hair? A softer ‘do’ might go better with the tutu! Best to all of you and, most especially, to him.

I love the way this story unfolds!

One day when my son was in pre-school, he chose a pink tutu bathing suit to wear playing in the sprinkler on a hot day. This led to much breathless hilarity among the staff, but fortunately no derision. My son has grown into a kind, secure, and tolerant young man who marches comfortably to his own drummer and stands up for others (but loves to tweak them occasionally).

As a former boy whose biggest thrill was to prance around the forest near my home weilding a magic wand (formed from a purple iris) and a magic cape (usually my jacket) commanding my fairy army, I applaud your wonderous story. Have you read Marci Riseman’s similar story:

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