I bought cute undies at the mall today. The lady shopping next to me said “I have to ask, my son is trans, I am buying him underwear… I mean her, still working on the her thing, sorry, but could you help me? Please!”
I almost cried.
really though nothing makes me happier than supportive parents of trans* kids
"My whole daughter’s nursery is all owls. So it’s kind of like a staple for me to be like, ‘Oh, this is like I’m protecting my daughter, like that’s why there’s an owl on me. I’m the owl for my daughter, I protect her and I watch over her."