Maybe With Age Doesn't Always Come Wisdom

I told my soon-to-be 5-year-old daughter that my friend Eric was coming to her birthday party. "Didn't he get married?" she asked. "Yes," I said, "he married a man named Todd." So she asked the obvious follow-up question: "Is Eric's husband Todd coming to the party too?"

No preconceived notions whatsoever. My daughter knows that people who love each other get married, simple as that. What if real life were like her almost 5-year-old mind, where no one gets "gay married," they just get "married." I hope her instinctive practice of acceptance without judgment extends to many more people and issues and lasts her a long and happy lifetime. 

Happy Birthday, my sweet girl. May you continue to serve as a role model for the older but not-always-wiser grown-ups around you.