kidding me right

So my 11 year-old was at school today and his teacher was talking about how the biggish city we live near has a “crow problem” and how they’re hiring people to shoot crows. And the teacher said that she’d shoot crows if somebody paid her. My kiddo spoke up and suggested they start a crow sanctuary instead. So proud. 


I just got hit by this realization.

Eugene is telling this as a bedtime story to their kids.

Like, all I could imagine is this adorable little brown haired kid with green eyes sitting in bed watching as he makes this really dramatic face, and begins

“This is the story of how I died!”

and they look a little scared, so he quickly goes

“Don’t worry, this is actually a very fun story and the truth is, it isn’t even mine. This is the story of a girl named Rapunzel and it starts with the sun.”

And they both look at Rapunzel real quick because, hey, Mom’s in the story, great!

And by the end they’re both teasing each other and making sappy faces and the kid’s giggling and half asleep and

“There you go, kiddo. That’s the story of how we met. Sweet dreams, sunshine. Tomorrow night we’re gonna tell you the story of how your Aunt Elsa froze her entire fucking country because of her emotional issues.”



Big sis Allura’s makin milkshakes 

you know whats better than one baby? SEVEN BABIES!

Tonight I got to sit in on a small town school board meeting, a meeting debating if a young trans girl should be allowed to use the girls bathroom at her elementary school. I walked in preparing myself to encounter ignorance, hatred, and opposition… What I instead was met with was love, compassion, support, and levels of understanding that I frankly underestimated. I met young trans children, parents of trans kids, friends of the young girl in question, directors on the school board, and so on– 80% of whom I would say were standing in solidarity, just as I was, with this little girl who just wants a safe and loving school environment. My eyes were opened by the open arms of this community, and I was proud (and blessed) to be there to witness it. #protecttranskids


can i just say  V I S U A L


“just… please, don’t take the kids. i’ll do a̲͇n̬͚y̬̩̝͇t͇͞h̘̼͖̪i̠͖̝̠̠ng̦͕̤̬͝ͅ.”

chase… the kids are alright. you, however… you’re a puppet.


U S E L E S S, it’s what he meant.