Ti'anna has a new friend. It came with one of her little plastic pony toys, and is a sparkly, iridescent purple butterfly-shaped hair clip, that does not EVER clip hair. (We can't have that, now can we.) It flutters all around the house, humming lilting tunes, being rescued by Ti'anna from broken legs and damaged wings inflicted by evil-underlord Ethan, and is named?
Arthur.
But, she assures me, Arthur is not a boy.
Oh, to be young again, free from all this horrible, society-inflicted bias about gender and what's acceptable and proper, and to be able to choose what you like, with no worries about "what people might think." To wear a pink shirt 'cuz its bright and playful and that's how you feel today, even if you're a man. To name your daughter "Edward" because its the name of your favorite character in your favorite book. To dance like no one's looking when everyone is. *sigh* Its so liberating hanging out with toddlers. *grin*
About Me
- Gwuinifer
- Olympic Peninsula, Washington, United States
- Wife, mother of two. Avid cook and bibliophile. Aspirant to philanthropy, but more accurately described at present as a friendly hermit. Perpetrator of palate friendly, moderate-carb, fresh, whole-foods cooking upon any willing victim within sniffing-range of my kitchen.
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