Father knows best.

Ha! Ha! Just kidding!

Father knows nothing.

Mother knows a bit more.

But the wisest among us are surely the children.

Babies know whether they’re boys or girls,

…or something else.

No matter what the doctor wrote on the birth certificate.

A medical degree doesn’t make one an authority on gender.

Kids know best.

And parents should honor their decisions.

Since, after all,

…grown-ups are essentially dolts.

Every toddler uttered proclamation is worthy of respect.

“I don’t want to go to sleep!”

“I don’t want a clean diaper!”

“I want cookies!  Cookies! Cookies!”

“Gimme the chainsaw!”

…these are all reasonable statements.

A child who can determine his own gender can make petty decisions about hygiene, diet

…and power tools.

So today,  I’m proud to announce my son is no longer a boy.

He’s a dump truck.

He’s been saying it since he first learned to talk.

Here’s a picture.

Some will say, “He doesn’t look like a dump truck.”

Shame!

Just because he doesn’t fit your narrow view of  ‘truck-ness’

…doesn’t mean he isn’t one!

We will honor his feelings!

He’s a motorized vehicle trapped in a human body!

And I stand in support of every choice he makes.

I’ll face the bigotry and hatred that ensues.

Because I love my son truck .

…and I’ve got some dirt I need hauled.

To have a fool for a son brings grief;

there is no joy for the father of a fool.

Proverbs 17:21