Anonymous wrote:Did the kids at elementary and middle school think anything of it? Also what was your morning routine? And last, did you have any siblings?
I grew up in Manhattan, so not only was I not the only kid around with gay parents, but we were nowhere near the weirdest family, by a long shot. Every once in a while there'd be an ignorant comment or question.
My morning routine? Um, my alarm would go off, I'd dance around my room to the radio until my dad poked his head in and told me to get dressed, I got dressed, ate breakfast, and left for school. Sometimes I danced around for too long and had to eat breakfast on the way to school. No siblings.