My state has just passed legislation banning transgender children (under the age of 18) from receiving "gender-affirming" health care. Fine by me, I mean, after all when you're still a kid/teen, you really aren't yet sure what kind of person you want to be. Heck, even at age 18 you might not be completely sure yet about what kind of life you want to lead.
The new law means that here in Mississippi, boys will be boys will be boys will be boys. (And girls will be women.)

I know if I was the parent of, say, a boy who said he wanted to be a girl, I would just sternly remind him that he is a
boy, and is going to remain a boy for as long as he is living in my house, and will dress and act like a boy-- if he wants to be anything else, he'll have to wait until he's grown and out of my house. I, after all, always wanted to grow up to be a man, I enjoy being a man, and by golly I'm going to die a man. I know many of the more progressive among you may disagree with this, but I definitely take a more traditional, conservative stance towards sex and gender, believing that people should live as the sex that God created them as.
...We didn't have "trans" kids when I was growing up. Or at least they weren't at all open about it. There were boys, and there were girls. Nothing else. I do often wonder, though, if someone I went to grade school with is now a different gender from what I knew them as back when we were classmates. Maybe there really is a "woman" somewhere in my town (or elsewhere) who was once a boy I went to school with.
(I also wonder what Kim Petras would look and sound like-- or if he'd even still be a pop star today-- if he had decided to stay a boy)