Sometimes I worry that I may inadvertently be turning my son gay. I like to dress him in his fancy clothes with collars (which Sloan, in turn, makes into a vampire costume) and I just LOVE to sing him show tunes. He particularly loves "Somewhere over the Rainbow," "My Favorite Things," and "No Day but Today (from Rent). We also dance around to Stevie Wonder a lot, but I'm not sure this is helping much. This morning I introduced Johnny Cash, and yet, I can still envision this backfiring on us as well. Maybe I shouldn't discourage Sloan from singing the Rolling Stones and drinking songs to him. Poor Henry. Mom's go to songs will make him gay and Dad's go to songs are "Handsome Molly" and "Sympathy for the Devil."
Donations for Henry's future therapy are accepted.
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