I've always wondered about my sister. It is kind of funny, my mom spent so much time and energy trying to keep us in our sex assigned roles, but we were always drawn to the opposite. My sister hated wearing dresses, always cut her hair short, cut her name from christy to chris, and was an extreme athelete. My mom was always disappointed that she didn't want to do daughter stuff. I always had long hair, was drawn to more feminine things, and wanted to do all of the daughter stuff.
I always thought if my mom's preconceived ideas and religion weren't in the way, I would have made the perfect daughter and my sister the perfect son that she always wanted. Kind of sad, no one ended up happy..........yet.