After I ordered my food at the Taco Bell drive thru tonight, my food was handed to me by a very polite and lovely young man; a very flaming, gay young man (not that there's anything wrong with that - whatever and whomever floats his... boat).
(I'm fairly sure I am not wrong on this, even though it sounds... sexist (?))
--- Why should us straight people be the only ones to suffer through marriage? ---
As we are driving away, Michael was confused, "Mom, was that a boy or a girl?"
I just burst out laughing because he is so perceptive. I said, "That was a boy honey."
He left it at that.
Man... I'm glad I did not have to explain anything to him. I don't think I'd know how to.