Since we have split custody and only get the kiddo every other weekend, we’re celebrating Non-Binary Parents Day for me today! The kiddo planned a Beetlejuice theme for me. They planned breakfast with “BJ foods,” sent me on a scavenger hunt to find all the times they’d hidden “BJ” around their room, and we were going to have Beetlejuice art time and a viewing of the movie, but decided it was lunch time.
Also that Beetlejuice the movie is not suitable for them at this age. 😬
¿Do you ever love someone so much that you could cry?
¿Do you ever see a love one’s artwork and immediately think “this belongs in a museum”?
This is about family/familial & platonic love, but if you relate due to romance or eros (sexual love) ¡that's also valid and welcome!
~Nico
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P.S. Their pronouns are they/them; our adoptive parent is agender/non-gendered. If you misgender them we’ll fight you, and no I won’t specify if they’re AMAB/AFAB because it doesn’t matter what “sex” they were Accused At Birth.
P.P.S. My pronouns are he/they, but neopronouns/ancient pronouns (other than it/she) used in good faith are welcome too. I am nonbinary/boyflux. It doesn’t matter what “sex” I was Accused At Birth.
One of our protectors, who rarely feels emotion, finally felt this yesterday. He doesn't want to be named publicly but I'm so glad he experienced that for the first time. It scared him at first, so I explained what was happening. He's still confused and “not used to that” but not scared anymore.
I guess we now collectively view them as our parent (ren) now, even our least emotional people. 💜🥺