I remember reading a two part novel as a child. There were 3 child characters, a brother(mummy's boy and slightly wet) ,sister (my favourite character) and their female cousin(quiet,shy,tempered,docile)! The sister was brilliant!Slightly spoilt and bratty, very mischievous and loud mouthed,opinionated and stubborn. I identified with her so much and loved her.
In part two they're all grown ups... it starts going dark. Her love interest is not suitable, their romance is sad and depressing and troubled. To top it all off she gets breast cancer and kills herself. The good,quiet girl and the mummy's boy fall inlove and live happily ever after,inheriting the plantation and what not. Even now I remember being heartbroken and angry at the unfairness of it all.
There's a difference between allowing your child to be a dick (be it male or female) and allowing them to have a voice,a personality, an opinion.