Transformed by Uncle
As a toddler my mom and dad would always cringe when someone came up tothem and said, "What a lovely little girl." My mother especially tookgreat offense at that, but the truth is I did look more like a girl than alittle boy. As I grew up, my mom kept my hair very short and alwaysdressed in very masculine little outfits. For Halloween I was always acowboy, or a fireman, she dressed me in sailor suits. As hard as theytried however, I had a very feminine face and when my blonde hair grew...