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The Only Ones Who Had a Problem With Her Son Cross-Dressing On Halloween Were Other Mothers

If you want to read the Feel Good Parent’s Story Of The Year, then you must read this true life tale about one mother’s quest to make sure her son wore the Halloween costume of his choice, even if it was Daphne from Scooby Doo.

The post is titled “My son is gay,” but the first paragraph follows up with, “Or he’s not. I don’t care. He is still my son. And he is 5. And I am his mother. And if you have a problem with anything mentioned above, I don’t want to know you.” LOVE HER!

A few weeks before Halloween, this mom (writing under the username Cop’s Wife) says her son (who she calls Boo) decided he wanted to be Daphne for Halloween, but then grew scared other kids would laugh at him.

I was hesitant to make the purchase, not because it was a cross gendered situation, but because 5 year olds have a tendency to change their minds. After requesting a couple of more times, I said sure and placed the order. He flipped out when it arrived. It was perfect.

Then as we got closer to the actual day, he stared to hem and haw about it. After some discussion it comes out that he is afraid people will laugh at him. I pointed out that some people will because it is a cute and clever costume. He insists their laughter would be of the ‘making fun’ kind. I blow it off. Seriously, who would make fun of a child in costume?

But Boo ends up wearing the Daphne costume to his preschool — a Christian one at that. And this is where things go awry.

Two mothers went wide-eyed and made faces as if they smelled decomp. And I realize that my son is seeing the same thing I am. So I say, “Doesn’t he look great?” And Mom A says in disgust, “Did he ask to be that?!” I say that he sure did as Halloween is the time of year that you can be whatever it is that you want to be. They continue with their nosy, probing questions as to how that was an option and didn’t I try to talk him out of it. Mom B mostly just stood there in shock and dismay.

And then Mom C approaches. She had been in the main room, saw us walk in, and followed us down the hall to let me know her thoughts. And they were that I should never have ‘allowed’ this and thank God it wasn’t next year when he was in Kindergarten since I would have had to put my foot down and ‘forbidden’ it. To which I calmly replied that I would do no such thing and couldn’t imagine what she was talking about. She continued on and on about how mean children could be and how he would be ridiculed.

My response to that: The only people that seem to have a problem with it is their mothers.

And that, friends, is what this world needs more of: loving, caring mothers who aren’t afraid to tell other adults when they are being bullies. Happy Halloween.