Conversations with my daughter.
Oct. 6th, 2009 09:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rivkaIt's bedtime. I tuck Alex in and reach for last night's bed companions: a stuffed mermaid and a doll named Everest.
"I don't want to sleep with them," Alex says. "They don't think a girl can get married to a girl. They think a girl can only marry a boy and a boy can only marry a girl." She picks up a tiny stuffed loon. "But Ducky believes that civil marriage is a civil right, so I'm letting him sleep here to honor him."
"...Okay," I said. "But I hope that Mermaid and Everest change their minds."
"They change their minds every day."
"Good."
...Tell me again where we draw the line between raising children with a strong sense of justice, and pushing our political opinions on our kids.
"I don't want to sleep with them," Alex says. "They don't think a girl can get married to a girl. They think a girl can only marry a boy and a boy can only marry a girl." She picks up a tiny stuffed loon. "But Ducky believes that civil marriage is a civil right, so I'm letting him sleep here to honor him."
"...Okay," I said. "But I hope that Mermaid and Everest change their minds."
"They change their minds every day."
"Good."
...Tell me again where we draw the line between raising children with a strong sense of justice, and pushing our political opinions on our kids.
