Saturday, February 17th 2018

I ask the kids if I should get rid of this t-shirt.  It’s navy blue with a flying heart on it.  I like it it but it doesn’t really fit anymore (a-hem).  They like it too, and my son offers to try it on.  “How does this look?” he asks.

“It’s awesome, but honestly,” I say, “Because it’s been worn by me, it looks like it’s supposed to fit a woman.”

He looks in the mirror, “Oh yeah, I see what you mean.”  And he takes it off.  “I mean, there’s nothing wrong with that,” he says, “It’s just, I want to be recognized for the gender that I am.”

Be still my Liberal Snowflake Heart.  My Woke Son strikes again.  Praise be.

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