“Daddy, I’m going to be in a school play.”
“That’s good, son.”
“Erm, not really….they want me to play the wicked queen. I need to dress as a woman!”
I begin to smile.
“Dad, it’ll look stupid!”
“I’m going to need to wear a wig, woman’s shoes, and a dress.”
I’m really smiling now, but trying to suppress it.
SO chimes in…”well you could borrow some of my stuff.”
It’s like that feeling of “if only you knew”…..which of course the kids don’t!
“Nothing wrong with that” I add.
Further protests from my young actor son.
“But it’ll look weird!”
“Son, I’m sure you’ll make a beautiful queen.” I’m now clenching my teeth in order to stifle the laugh. I look pretty good myself when crossdressed……..but only the wife and I know this.
“We will help you look amazing.”
Then another thought hits me……hey, not my stuff!
I mean, it would be great to help him out with the costuming….but then I’m open to being busted by the kids. But, I don’t want him to feel intimidated by theatrical crossdressing, so I need to be positive and support him, but not overdo it in front of all the kids!
The experience, thought quite amusing, has shown me how comfortable I have become about crossdressing. Accepting who I am, on this occasion, brought laughter and joy.
I hope it made you smile too.