Campfire’s under the stars with hot dogs and pie irons.

Reading a book on the beach, while the kids splash in the ocean-- Katherine in a bikini of course.

Early morning coffee on the deck, as the sun peeks through the trees.

Freezies, and lemonade, and pancakes and watermelon and so much ice cream perched on top of sugar cones…

These are the things that flash across the screen of my mind when I think of a dreamy summer.

It turns out that before you can have a dreamy summer you have to decide what exactly a dreamy summer looks like for your family.

When parents ask me about their kid exploring their gender identity I tell them that I like to think of gender as one of the puzzle pieces that make up the whole of who we are.
For most people their gender puzzle piece is already in place. It’s the freebie - anchored securely in the perfectly fitting pieces around it. This is probably how you felt growing up.