I Think Our Son Is Gay Read Online

Okay, folks, let's talk. Let's talk about a topic near and dear to my heart, a topic that's been sparking joy and maybe a tiny bit of over-analyzation in our household lately: the possibility that our son might be gay!

And before you clutch your pearls, let me just say: we're thrilled! Seriously, imagine the brunch possibilities! The interior decorating tips! The access to a whole new world of fabulousness!

The Evidence: A Compelling Case

Now, I know, I know, you're thinking, "Don't jump to conclusions!" But hear me out. We've been collecting evidence, like FBI agents investigating a particularly sparkly crime scene.

First of all, there's the dancing. Not just any dancing, mind you. We're talking full-blown interpretive dance routines to *Beyoncé* in the living room. And he knows all the words! To every song! Including the remixes!

Then there's the fashion. Remember when he used to only wear jeans and t-shirts? Yeah, me neither. Now it's all about scarves and vests and finding the perfect shade of mauve. His shoe collection rivals mine, and that’s saying something.

Operation Closet Clean-Out: A Revealing Discovery

Remember that time I "accidentally" went through his closet while "looking for" the vacuum cleaner bags? Purely accidental, I swear! (Okay, maybe not.)

And what did I find tucked away in the back? A feather boa! A feather boa, people! Need I say more?

Also, he's suddenly become *extremely* interested in musical theater. Like, obsessively so. He can recite entire scenes from "Hamilton" and "Wicked" from memory. I'm starting to think he secretly wants to be Elphaba.

He's Got Style, He's Got Grace...

And don't even get me started on his taste in movies. Action flicks? Forget about it. Rom-coms featuring impossibly attractive people falling in love in picturesque locations? Now we're talking! "The Notebook" is his go-to movie for a good cry.

He can identify a designer handbag from fifty paces. He knows the difference between a chardonnay and a sauvignon blanc. He can quote lines from "Mean Girls" with impeccable delivery.

His best friend, Liam, is also an amazing dresser. They spend hours comparing notes on the latest trends. And let's just say, their "study sessions" are suspiciously long and involve a lot of giggling.

Is he gay? I don't know for sure! And ultimately, it's his journey, not ours. But all the signs are pointing to "highly probable," and honestly, we're ready to break out the rainbow flags and throw a parade!

Love Is Love (and So Is Sequins!)

Regardless of his sexual orientation, we'll love him unconditionally. And if he does happen to be gay? Well, that just means more fabulousness in our lives. More glitter. More sparkle. More reasons to celebrate!

So, to our son, if you're reading this (and let's be honest, you probably are): we support you. We love you. And we can't wait to see what amazing adventures life has in store for you, whether those adventures involve dating boys, girls, or anyone in between!

Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go practice my acceptance speech for when he inevitably wins an Oscar. Because let's face it, he's destined for greatness. And probably a lot of sequins.