“Mommy, I’m so excited,” my daughter Gabby exclaimed as we rolled our bags out of our building and headed toward our ride.
“When I get older, I definitely want a place in Miami,” she told me. “You mean in addition to your apartment in the city and your house on Long Island?” I asked with a smile.
“Exactly.”
Yes this is clearly someone competent enough to make life altering decisions on their body
She laughed as we loaded our bags into the trunk and directed our driver to our friends’ apartment. This other mother and her daughter were among the nine pairs gathering in Florida to support one of Gabby’s bunkmates dancing in a regional production of “The Nutcracker.”
😂
While Gabby never officially took dance lessons, she’d recently gone through a ballet phase, mostly consisting of twirling in our living room for what seemed like hours. Her long legs and arms looked surprisingly elegant, especially for a novice. My 14-year-old daughter considered classes at the local studio, but her packed schedule and visibly packed leotard both served as deterrents. At this stage in her development, Gabby’s body still betrays her gender identity, which makes it difficult for her to dress like the other girl ballerinas.
Mommy still hasn’t cut off the dick yet
As we approached the airport, I worried I was betraying my daughter by spending time and money in a state that rejects who she is.
No sweetie, you and your son reject who he is.
Was I willingly dragging my daughter into the line of fire? Did DeSantis (and those who elected him) deserve our tourism dollars? And more importantly, would my daughter not only be safe, but feel safe, when we landed? I ultimately decided she deserved the opportunity to hang with the girls who love, accept and support her for the fun, fabulous, fierce girl that she is.
The beautity, the grace, the elegance of ballet... shattered by lady dick, though that feels like an excuse as there are male ballerinas. Or would her (still at this point) son be crushed when surrounded by more ideal feminine forms, an obvious pretender?
In a sane world, that child could dance ballet as a male performer since men do participate in ballet too. But by my reading of the article, the boy's interest in ballet started when the trooning happened. That makes me think that he latched onto ballet because it's seen as a "girly" activity, rather than a genuine interest in the art.
So an extra performative, "fake it till you make it" version of a womanface minstrel skit? It is said that immersion is the best way to integrate into a culture.
Yes this is clearly someone competent enough to make life altering decisions on their body
She laughed as we loaded our bags into the trunk and directed our driver to our friends’ apartment. This other mother and her daughter were among the nine pairs gathering in Florida to support one of Gabby’s bunkmates dancing in a regional production of “The Nutcracker.”
😂
Mommy still hasn’t cut off the dick yet
No sweetie, you and your son reject who he is.
The moms screaming munchausen by proxy
The beautity, the grace, the elegance of ballet... shattered by lady dick, though that feels like an excuse as there are male ballerinas. Or would her (still at this point) son be crushed when surrounded by more ideal feminine forms, an obvious pretender?
In a sane world, that child could dance ballet as a male performer since men do participate in ballet too. But by my reading of the article, the boy's interest in ballet started when the trooning happened. That makes me think that he latched onto ballet because it's seen as a "girly" activity, rather than a genuine interest in the art.
So an extra performative, "fake it till you make it" version of a womanface minstrel skit? It is said that immersion is the best way to integrate into a culture.