This is my son, Chester, who is nearly 4. He was invited to his friend Chloe’s birthday party today, the theme was prince and princesses. He asked if he could go as Sleeping Beauty, so I bought him a dress and put a cute little clip in his hair.
We arrived at the party to the following comments from the adults present:
“Oh that is just cruel.”
"Why did you make him wear a dress?"
"Poor little man, what’s your mummy playing at?"
"He’s going to hate you when he grows up."
"No way I’d let my son dress like a girl."
The fact is, Chester is almost completely gender neutral. I let him wear what he wants, be it boys or girls clothes, and he plays with whatever toys he likes. This usually involves him holding tea parties while wearing his pink Minnie Mouse top, jeans and a tiara. The guests are more often than not a mixture of Winnie The Pooh characters, dinosaurs, Barbie, Dora and solders, and they’re usually transported in his favorite fire engine.
When my husband arrived at the party later on, he was subjected to endless ridicule from the other dad’s present about how I must keep his balls in my back pocket because otherwise he would have put his foot down and not allowed Chester out like that. Oh, and by the way, our other son dressed as Ariel. When my husband pointed out that the boys were happy, and the mother of the birthday child made a point of saying how wonderful she thought it was that we allowed them freedom of choice and expression, they then stopped talking about it to our faces and started muttering about us behind our backs.
Interestingly enough, not a single child said a word about their choice of costumes, other than to compliment Chester on his new dress.
I think all the dads at the party were just jealous that they didn’t have a pretty dress to wear. Everyone should be a princess once in a while.
Me on the left. 28 years old. 2 year olds princess dress (I didn’t steal it from any child, they gave it to me!):
THE BEST CUPS COVER YOU WILL EVER SEE, OH MY GOD I LOVED IT
tHAT WAS AMAZING.
THEY’RE JUST SITTING THERE BASKING IN THEIR PERFECTION
OH hell yeah.
I LOST MY SHIT AT ABOUT 1 MINUTE IN
I want to point out first that I hate this song since it has been covered by just about everyone on the internet and probably a few more besides to varying degrees of quality (99.9% bad). The original wasn’t that good either.
THIS however is great and definitely worth a watch.
Required by law to re-blog this.
I love them…so much
It’s hard to maintain that military composure when one’s granny is inspecting!
I love how all the others are like ‘It’s the Queen I need to stand straighter and be more professional than I’ve ever been in my entire life’ and William and Harry are just like ‘lol hi Gran!’
Buttermilk the baby goat is kind of a dick.
That goat is an inspiration.
I want to be this goat
YAY OFFICE YAY OFFICE YAY LONLINESS YAY OFFICE YAY
I work from home and in a different timezone from every other one of my colleagues. That is often my life. I try to get out the house a couple of times a week.
"…The God Graveyard, old gods that have been worshiped throughout our history but are no longer prayed to, how many more will be thrown into the wind?…"
It occurs to me that, with around $20,000, I could make this a real thing…with, like, real headstones and a permanent place in the world. Not sure why I want to do that, but it seems like these gods should have a place where people can come to remember them.
Though, I’m having a hard time figuring out how I would ask a grave marker company for “bulk rates” without sounding like a serial killer.
I would support a campaign for this.
RIP Marcia Wallace (November 1, 1942 - October 25, 2013)
"I was tremendously saddened to learn this morning of the passing of the brilliant and gracious Marcia Wallace. She was beloved by all at The Simpsons, and we intend to retire her irreplacable character." - Al Jean (showrunner of The Simpsons)
RIP Mrs K.