Snowpeople and snowdiversity.

Yesterday, Bainwen and I went shopping, in a search for an ornament of our own to add to the tree. We found two nice ones, and kept looking around the store, pointing and laughing at some of the "festive" stuff.

I mean, really. What says "Christmas" more than...
A chili pepper decorated with lights?
A Jewish Santa? (still puzzling this one)
A cowboy boot?
A slot machine with "Viva Las Vegas"? (In Michigan?)
An armadillo with a Santa hat?
A fish. That's right, a fish. WHY???

Well, Bainwen saw a series of ornaments, and started a little mock rant. They were of little snowman families, mom, dad and kidlings, with varied numbers of kids. The moms had bows on their heads, while the dads had nothing- easy to tell the difference. So, the playful rant- "This is 2005! Where are the gay snowmen? The lesbian snowwomen? The mixed families? They're all snow-white, perfect families!"

Afer laughing a bit and waiting for her to take a breath, I just reached out, pulled a bow from its gummy moorings, and placed it squarely on a bare snowman head.

So now, we had one family with two moms, and one with two dads.

There, we both lost it laughing. The absurdity of it all, and the fact that finally, social justice had been served.

But, the snowy night had one further surprise. As we were standing off to the side laughing, a woman who had heard our exchange picked up the newly lesbian snowcouple, smiled softly, and bought it.

Merry Christmas, ma'am. I don't know for sure if you heard why I did what I did, but if it means more now that I changed it, I'm glad I did.