Apparently either people over the age of about 65 are either color blind or the pink/blue stereotypes weren’t set in stone when they were younger.
Case in point: the babe is usually in head to toe pink, now that it’s cold, she’s covered, literally, by a pink hat, a bunting blanket and a fleece blanket. Saturday night at the symphony, and this morning at church, several well meaning elderly ladies asked me “how old is he?” “is it a boy or a girl?” “what’s his name?” It’s a little nuts.