A few weeks ago, my friend J and I took our kids to a local LGBT Festival – kind of a mini-pride day downtown. Being kids, they managed to pick up oodles of tattoos, beads and other rainbow paraphernalia. Yes, my daughter went to school for a week covered in big ‘ole rainbow pride tattoos – there really are a million different levels of coming out!

Anyway, one of the things they picked up was a pride flag window cling-thingy. Last night we were in the girl’s room, and they girls were playing with it. I noticed hubby looking at it, and asked if he minded them having it. His reply?

“If I’m proud of you, how could I possibly mind?”

Again, impossible not to love him.