Weird or a Boy

I took M. to the local indoor swimming pool over the long weekend.  We went into a private “family changing room” to get our suits on. M. shut the door firmly behind us and said:  “I don’t want anyone to know I have a penis.” “Why?” I asked. “Because I don’t want them to think I’m…

Letter to my loved ones

Two years ago today, I sent the letter below to my extended family and closest friends.  M. had just turned four, and had been trying to tell me for months that she wasn’t the kid I thought she was.  Reading this letter now, I’m struck by how frightened I was and how hard I was…