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Nugget and his friend were deep in conversation throughout the walk. Talking at length about the latest Lego offerings, with some Harry Potter plots thrown in. They are two peas in a pod and have been the easiest company for each other since they both got past the parallel play stage.
My friend and I were walking along behind them and they started holding hands. They didn't miss a beat with their chatter. We exchanged a smile. How lovely it is that they do what feels good. A moment of solidarity and connection brought on by a shared experience.
It is such a shame that men in our society are not really 'allowed' to do this. My friend and I discussed this as we wandered along proudly behind our boys. We reflected on countries we have discovered in our travels (like the Solomon Islands) where men do hold hands and connect as women in our society do. Why can they? Who says they can't here?
It will be such a pity when these little boys grow up to be men and lose the ability to connect in this way. They might get away with a bro-hug upon greeting, but in all likelihood it will be handshakes and slaps on the back all the way.
When do little boys become big boys? Why can't men in our society show affection towards each other?