Jesus fucking Christ.
When I was young I grew up with all girls while my dad was slaving away at work. I still played with GI Joes and enjoyed cartoons like any normal boy, but I had "flashes" of femininity, which were really just responses to wanting to fit in with my sisters and being around girls all the time.
One time in particular I didn't have any underwear, so I put on my sisters and danced around in it. Yeah, it was faggy as all hell, but I did it for laughs and to fit in. I also suspect my mom enjoyed it because she was partially a feminist and saw that I was soft and not very threatening. (She was raped when she was 10, and grew up in a very abusive environment, so I forgive her for her unrelenting emasculation because it was subconscious response).
Anyway, in a separate incident, when I was around 6-7 years old, I tried on my sisters nail polish just to see how it felt like. I didn't care for it, but it was something to do with my sisters. We would also play GI Joes and Barbie together, and sometimes I'd wield the barbie doll during role play. But most of the time I was perching snipers on op of Barbies mansion, whom awaited for Ken's return before killing him in his neon corvette and gang-fucking barbie. Oh, I also remember around that time I tried on my mom's lipstick – not for aesthetic purposes but rather just to see how it felt like and what it tasted like.
As you can tell I exhibited some traits that'd be considered as a symptom of gender dysphoria, but in actuality I was just a bored and curious boy who wanted more in common with his siblings. My sisters would play violent video games with me and do boy stuff without a fuss about them being boys. Hell, my little sister had a tom-boy phase and had a full-blown army-oriented birthday party. And that phase faded once she hit puberty.
These parents of transgender children should be beaten, and their children be taken away from them indefinitely. If they were my parents, I'd be prancing around in pink up until I realized I was brainwashed, and thus I'd probably kill myself. Do these fucking parents ever stop to think that they could perhaps influence their kids so much that they want to be just like them because they're their lauded role models.
Children idolize their closest parent and more often than not they mimic their behaviour out of love and respect, just in their own child-like way.
Let kids be kids. Let them do stupid shit. let them be curious. Above all else, guide them and consolidate their roles in society. I'm grateful my dad gave enough of a shit to destroy any femininity I had left within me from growing up with girls.