Tonight, we lay in bed and she chatted merrily away about who said what to whom, who traded things at lunch and who was now friends ( or not friends) with whom.
She paused, and then asked, "Is there any other meanings for the word Gay?"
I looked at her. "Well, what do you mean? Besides what meanings do you mean?"
"Well, Angel told me that my hat was Gay..and I said "Do you mean my hat is Homosexual? Do you mean my hat is really Happy?" and she said "No, your hat is stupid" and I said "Well, than it isn't Gay because that isn't what Gay means."
I turned and stared into her beautiful deep brown eyes.
"I am so proud of you, you know. You are absolutely right. And using Gay as an insult is absolutely not Ok and Mommy is just so proud of you for standing up to Angel that my heart could burst."
I am raising an incredible woman.