...three adorable (gay) questions from his niblings.
I visited my hometown a couple weeks ago, where all my siblings and their young children live within two miles of one another. (Pretty sweet, right?)
Even though we FaceTime often, anytime I see my nieces and nephew in person, they inquire about my gay life in San Francisco. In fact, they ask so many questions that I feel like part guncle, part visiting professor of queer studies.
Here are three gems from my last visit home:
Ella, my nine-year-old niece and goddaughter, on marriage: "If you got married, would you play rock, paper, scissors to decide who gets to keep their last name?"
Harrison, my 12-year-old nephew, trying to make sense of the age gap between my partner and me: "Uncle Corey, did you know that when B was 29, you were zero?"
Mia, my six-year-old niece, seeking a status update: "Uncle Corey, you still really love rainbows, right?"
I'm sure there will be more—and more difficult—questions as they get older, and honestly, I hope there are. They're creative (I never know what's gonna come out of those little mouths of theirs) and they make me laugh, and think. It also shows that they're thinking too, and that they feel comfortable asking me about things they don't understand, which I hope they never grow out of.
Until next time, class dismissed!
