From Navy Blue Knickers...
Once outside, she had time to mull over what she saw. There was no doubt that Kevin made a perfectly darling little girl. His angelic looks and long blonde locks were far moer feminine than masculine. So realistic did he look that she, his own mother, hadn't recognized him at first. She had thought he was one of Becky's friends. As to his mode of dress, well, at least he and becky were playint together and not at each other's throats. Besides, a bit of petticoat training could be just what was needed to break him of his increasingly selfish habits. Although she wouldn't admit it, the knowledge that deep down she had always wanted Kevin to be her second daughter was still there. Perhaps that was why she so readily accepted seeing her son, dressed in a pink party dress with his hair in ribbons, playing with dolls.