My son
wears a
dress — so what?
It was our first vacation after our son’s birth. The hotel had one of those gorgeous, overpriced jewelry stores. For the entire seven-day stay, our son was captivated by the bling in that window. Every time we passed, he expressed "oohs" and "aahs" as bright as those halogen spotlights.*
He was 18 months old. It was adorable. It was ** big deal
Fast-forward a year and our son began asking to wear mama’s dresses. When we'd visit a friend’s home, our son would ask to see the closet to try on all the high heels. I gave him bits of unused jewelry that he proudly put on
— usually all of it at once.
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Mama, Dadda? Did you k**w that I’m like 50% girl and 50% boy? Because I like both sides of me the same amount.
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