Gender Politics and Curiously Happy Folks

This morning Ubs and I were reading one of Ubs’ favorite books which happened to be given to him from his aunt Mim. As is Ubs new desire when reading books, I was naming all of the images on the page so that he could try out the words himself. “Shoe”, “schew”, “book”, “bookah”, “airplane”, “ah-aida” (not sure what that’s about), “dog”, “doGah”, “cat”, “meeOW”, “boy”, “Bboyeee”, “girl”, “mine!”...wait... “girl”, “mine!”, okay, let’s back-track, “cat”, “meeOW”, “boy”, Bboyeee”, “girl”, “mine!”.

Hurumpf. Somehow a discussion of gender politics seemed necessary but, I sensed, the topic may have gotten lost on my audience.

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Walking to the car today with Ubs, a black man (yes, his being black is of import in the context of this story so back off, sheesh) gave me a look, gave Ubs a look, and, while doing that head-throw back nod thing that cool people do, said, “Looks like he’s got some of me up in him.”

Whoa dude! I do NOT know you like that.

I just smiled and nodded and received his happy response, “Thought so!”

People are curious.