My wife posted this to Facebook a couple days ago. I was thrilled at the time, but the more I’ve thought about it over the past couple days, the more hopeful I become.
At the playground this afternoon Clara was pretending to be a princess and I was her mother, the queen. My friend and her son joined us and Clara asked if they’d play our game. I asked who they should be, and Clara said Liam would be a prince and Joyce could also be a queen.
“We’ll be a two mommy family. Joyce will be the other mommy.”
I love that she thinks nothing of it and it’s so normal for her. Makes me feel hopeful.