I took my son shopping for ballet shoes yesterday. Granted, it was an odd situation: the confused looks from fellow customers and the suggestion from a shop assistant that "the boys shoes are over this way" confirmed it, but we didn't let it worry us. Silently I did ponder if this day was going to mark a turning point in Gus' life. Ce la vie I decided, and the more I thought about it the more I wondered if this was just Gus engaging in dramatic play; playing dress up like he does when he puts on a pirate or robot costume. He is wonderful, he is beautiful and he is conflicting. He is who he is. We will love him regardless, always and forever.
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