Hmmmm.

Me: Tuck, are you a boy or a girl?

Tuck: A girl.

m: No. You are not a girl. You are a boy.

t: Oh. Right. Boy.

m: What is daddy?

t: A boy.

m: Right! What is Tyler?

t: A boy.

m: Right! What is mommy?

Silence.

m: Tucker, what is mommy?

t: Tucker is finking.

(He scratched his chin. Finally, a little light bulb appeared above his head, as he threw his fist in the air in enlightenment.)

t: Tucker got it! Mommy's a girl!!

I'm hopeful someday he won't have to think so hard to be sure of my gender.