Parents keep child's gender secret
While there’s nothing ambiguous about Storm’s genitalia, they aren’t telling anyone whether their third child is a boy or a girl.
The only people who know are Storm’s brothers, Jazz, 5, and Kio, 2, a close family friend and the two midwives who helped deliver the baby in a birthing pool at their Toronto home on New Year’s Day.
“When the baby comes out, even the people who love you the most and know you so intimately, the first question they ask is, ‘Is it a girl or a boy?’” says Witterick, bouncing Storm, dressed in a red-fleece jumper, on her lap at the kitchen table.
“If you really want to get to know someone, you don’t ask what’s between their legs,” says Stocker.
When Storm was born, the couple sent an email to friends and family: “We've decided not to share Storm's sex for now — a tribute to freedom and choice in place of limitation, a stand up to what the world could become in Storm's lifetime (a more progressive place? ...).”
That seems to be a thing now- there was that couple in Sweden who were doing the same thing.
I went to the garden store today and got basil and Swiss chard seedlings to grow in my window box (well, the chard will be in the windowbox, the basil has it's own pot). So if I get Raptured later today, could someone come water my plants?
Steph, that was AWESOME.
I would welcome a Rapture that was actually Jesus taking all the gay Christians on a big gay cruise ark. Although I like having gay Christians around, so it would make me sad. But they totally deserve big high-fives from Jesus.
(I also love comic!Jesus's annoyed "It won't BE ON THE NEWS!")
I can't justify the expense of that money clip, but I totally want it.
So if I get Raptured later today, could someone come water my plants?
I'll do it! Because I think the odds of me really having to do it are vanishingly small.
IORaptureN, Camping (the Rapture guy) has taken his Facebook page down. His radio station is still on the air, and apparently they haven't mentioned the Rapture today.
Oh my god, if that Batman money clip wasn't $40, I would buy it for Tim, my brother, my stepdad, and my dad. (Particularly my dad, who uses a rubber band as a "money clip," because he is classy like that.) (And at this point I should share that the purse I carry every day is beat to hell and looks horrible and I'm ashamed of it but can't find a replacement I like so I keep using it, so I really can't mock my dad for his rubber-band money clip.) (Except it isn't even CLOSE to being as cool as a Batarang money clip.)
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Heh. Expensive Batarang money clip x-post!
Ooh, I need to water the plants.
Expensive Batarang money clip x-post!
That could be a band name.
Erin, I just had a major worlds-colliding moment: The first commenter on your most recent Facebook post ALSO just commented on my mother's most recent Facebook post! (She's someone my mom knows from the days when we were both on an email discussion list for fans of Dar Williams, back in the day.)
Suzi?! Too funny! I was in London with her in 93 on our MO-Exchange Program, and have kept in touch all these years! She's very cool; lives in Portland.
Also, in that vein, two of my girlfriends who have known each other for YEARS just found out they are actually related through marriage via a relative posting on one's FB page. They were all "That's my cousin!" "NO! He's married to MY cousin!"
It's nice here today; I am going to do some weeding and composting work in a bit, before the rain rolls in around 4, and work on some writing stuff.