After having a conversation with a stranger about how luxurious my son’s hair is, I decided to re-gift the boy’s hand- me- down coat she’s been sporting. I promptly bought a bright pink coat for her and that’s that. I tried. I tried not to care. I tried to steer away from all the pinks, lilacs, and so on. I really don’t want to dress her in pink and other ‘girl’ colours exclusively. Actually, I think what bothers me the most is the fact that her blue coat was obviously a hand- me- down. I don’t care about the gender confusion, really. Ultimately, that’s Spawn’s cross to bear. I had acne when I was younger, you know? And my brother had scoliosis. There are no free passes.
Who am I kidding? I still have acne.