1. A week or so ago:
“Mama, will you take me to see patitos (spanish for ducklings)?”
“Sure sweetie. Just put your pants on.”
“No Pants!”

We repeated this chat every few minutes for hours. Finally, my mother called and said, “Maybe Rio would like to wear a skirt today?” When I suggested this to Rio, she ran upstairs as fast as her legs would carry her and came back promptly wearing a skirt and shoes. We’d found the Third Road.

2. Yesterday, in the car:
“Mama, are you a boy or a girl?”
“What do you think, Rio?”
“I think you’re a Witch!”

I think I’m a Witch too, and I think I’ll play with using that as my gender identity for a bit and see what happens.