Helen and I share two new CD’s of lesbian- and gay-inclusive kids’ music (about which more here). We then discuss arranging playdates when you’re the only LGBT family in the school. Plus: extra sprinkles!
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emmet
on Jan 15th, 2010
@ 11:15 am:
my last girlfriend was catholic…and not only queer, but the president of our queer-straight alliance at the time.
i also went to a catholic high school, and in a lot of ways, i found the staff there to be more queer-friendly than at the secular high school i’d attended previously.
i gather there’s a lot of variation in catholic schools. i mean, we had a lot of scrappy, activist-type hippy/catholic-worker-type catholics on staff at our school, so social justice was a big thing. at other catholic schools they might be more big on the pope + stuff.
Tia
on Jan 18th, 2010
@ 8:54 pm:
Hi Dana and Helen,
My partner and I occasionally watch your video blog together, but this is the first time I am leaving a comment. I want to out myself to Helen as a conservative lesbian. I also have gay friends who are more conservative than I am. (Some do not support gay marriage despite being gay. I do.) Anyway, I just want you to know that we do exist. I enjoy your videos very much, as they give me hope for my own future. Thanks.
Theresa Swayne
on Jan 28th, 2010
@ 12:08 am:
Re. the mom who thought Dana must be “the dad”, something similar just happened to us. We signed up for a family membership at a local nature center, using a form that had no gender designations. We got a nice letter back from the organization, welcoming “Ms. Theresa —” and “Mr. Lesley —” to membership.
So someone must have puzzled over our names for a while, thinking, “one of them *must* be a man … and it can’t possibly be Theresa … ” (And it was a stretch, because I’ve never heard of a male Lesley, with that spelling.)
But cold-calling prospective playdates? I’m not looking forward to that aspect of kindergarten.