The Best Coming Out Ever

I was sitting at the table with my cousin and niece. She was busy telling me all about who would her Prince when she finished eating and we could play Princesses. She had two choices - Justin Timberlake or Michael Jackson.

She offered me Michael Jackson to be my Prince, but I told her I wasn't really interested in either one of them. "So who's gonna be your Prince Tita Tina?"
"Uhm...Doogie Howser."
"Justin Timberlake?"
"Neil Patrick Harris."
"Michael Jackson?"
Then my cousin cut in and said, "Tita Tina is gonna have a wife."

My niece looked at me and went, "Okay. Then I get Justin Timberlake AND Michael Jackson?"

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Thank God for my cousins and their kids. For my cousins it was like, "What?" to "Whatever." Fantastic! I mean, one of them even helped me out with which bars...

But the kids are like, "And?" That's like, total Ideal Coming Out. It's not a revelation or a change or a period of mushed up pronouns.

And I thought I couldn't love them anymore.