WOW!!! This world needs more parents like Gendermom. The post I’m re-blogging was just featured on Freshly Pressed, but it’s such a powerful message I asked if she would mind my doing so here. One amazing family with one very special little girl. 🙂
Last week I told M. that I had arranged for her to have a play date with N. I had already told her about how N. had been living as a boy until recently, when she told her parents she was actually a girl.
“Oh, you mean the old Lucas?” M. said.
“Yeah, the old Lucas. But she likes to be called N. now.”
M. nodded. She gets it.
When N. arrived with her mom on Sunday afternoon, M. was ready for her. She’d decided that they should do “manis and pedis,” so she set up a nail salon in the living room, carefully arranging her rainbow of nail polish colors (25 of them! How did we acquire so many?) and draping a chair and a footstool with towels (“So my customer will be comfortable.”).
It took no coaxing to get N. into the chair and present her little…
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