I always wanted to have a daughter. As a feminist I dreamed about raising a badass, empowered daughter to believe in herself and smash glass ceilings and the patriarchy. When my daughter was born, I told myself I would never buy her pink clothes or Barbies. Oh how the mighty have fallen. And I admit, I was a bit disappointed when my daughter asked to attend cheerleading camp. I have had to learn to let her do her own thing and, TBH, there have been plenty of times when my daughter taught me about "playing like a girl."
I've learned that despite stereotypes and the things you find in the "girl" toy aisle at the store, there's not one way to play like a girl. Some girls are rough and tumble. Others are gentle and quiet. Some like to get dirty and come home every day with holes in the knees of their pants. Others can't stand to get dirty. Some like to play with dolls and have tea parties. Others like Minecraft and Mario Kart. Some like a combination of the above, at different ages and due to pressures to fit in or even please you and how they think you want them to be.
While our kids don't live in a vacuum, we try to teach them that being a girl is awesome, not an insult, and that gender roles are for the birds. In turn, our daughters teach us about what it means to be a girl at a time when women can do just about anything, and that's pretty freaking amazing.