My Son Loves Pink, and I have Zero Problems with that.

I will start by saying that my youngest son is among the most extraordinary person I've ever met. Since he was born, we can see that he was just different. One year ago, he was diagnosed with Autism Spectrum Disorder (ASD) with sensory processing disorder (SPD), seeking type (he loves to seek sensory input). He lacks eye contact, always hums, runs in circles, wiggles a lot, and mostly plays alone or beside his brother. He is very independent. At four years old, he can eat by himself, put together a 100-piece puzzle, knows the alphabet, remembers all the colors of his favorite characters while coloring, loves to sing, and can laugh at any joke, especially if it's about farts.

He also has his issues, like any autistic kid. He sometimes is too aggressive and hurts himself in a meltdown; he is still not potty trained, he barely speaks, he hates help, and he does some nasty stuff sometimes, like trying to eat dog food.

The first three years of his life were kind of monotonous. He didn't like the toys we bought for him and was never excited about anything. It is essential to mention that his older brother is obsessed with superheroes and action tv shows like Ben 10 and Sonic the Hedgehog. Our older one is always asking for action figures and Spiderman costumes. I was like him growing up.

We never thought that our younger one was just not into that. It was pretty obvious once we passed through the Barbie section in Walmart. All of his personality came to life. He transformed from a dull baby to a fiery fearless personality. So, of course, we bought him something. I had never seen him so excited by anything.

Once we figured out that he was into "girl" toys (I hate using that term; they are just toys), we introduced him to My Little Pony, Unikitty, Peppa Pig, and many other characters. After that, he changed completely; he seemed happier and encouraged by us to be himself.

But, while my son is happy. Unfortunately, many others not part of the family think they can scoop in their opinions and create laws against his love for pink.

My parents, Gen-X, do not think the toys my son plays with are acceptable for a little boy. My dad told me that I had to force my son to like “boys’ stuff,” and my mom said that she was in shock that we would allow him to play with Barbie dolls (Gasp). Yet, she later said that she would try to accept him.

Really?

First, he has not chosen his gender identity; he is four, and second, acceptance does not equal love. So, you are telling me you don’t love your grandkid because of what he likes? Ridiculous.

Then to make matters worse, the state that we live in, Texas (insert annoyed face), can now prosecute parents for teaching their children “transgender ways.” In addition, Child Protective Services (CPS) can file a case against you if someone reports that your child may be transgender. They will file a report in the child abuse section.

Again. Really?

So, should my son’s happiness be bothered by other people introducing their religious views, morals, and opinions? It is a rhetorical question. No, people should not express any views about someone else’s kids.

My son loves pink!

Again, I have no problem with it.

If you have a problem with this, you are the problem.