I don't see the big deal either. I find it immensely frustrating that children's clothes - the one time in life when we all have the same interests and few gender-role obligations thrust upon us - are so psychotically girly or boyish. Good luck finding something that isn't pink/ruffled or blue/dumptruck-festooned.

At that age, my mother couldn't dress me in ANYTHING - she had to pin me down with her knees - so if Damian weren't into it, I don't see how someone could get a pink bikini onto him.

And if he's happy wearing it, what's the big deal? Either he's gay, wants a sex change or is cool enough that he doesn't much care if someone sees him in a pink bikini. Kids are more aware of gender than we realize, and if a tot is comfortable crossing the line, more power to him.

Now don't let Mom give you any crap about eating vegetables.