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26 year old creative disaster. Passionate but timid. Looking forward to healing from injury and begin teaching with my fingers crossed that one day I will fall in love again and start a family. This blog is a place where I can express my sense of humor, passions, politics, fears, doubts, joys, and triumphs. Please, feel free to say hello, ask a question, or drop me some feed back :)

afrafemme:

A friend and I were out with our kids when another family’s two-year-old came up. She began hugging my friend’s 18-month-old, following her around and smiling at her. My friend’s little girl looked like she wasn’t so sure she liked this, and at that moment the other little girl’s mom came up and got down on her little girl’s level to talk to her.

“Honey, can you listen to me for a moment? I’m glad you’ve found a new friend, but you need to make sure to look at her face to see if she likes it when you hug her. And if she doesn’t like it, you need to give her space. Okay?”

Two years old, and already her mother was teaching her about consent.

My daughter Sally likes to color on herself with markers. I tell her it’s her body, so it’s her choice. Sometimes she writes her name, sometimes she draws flowers or patterns. The other day I heard her talking to her brother, a marker in her hand.

“Bobby, do you mind if I color on your leg?”

Bobby smiled and moved himself closer to his sister. She began drawing a pattern on his leg with a marker while he watched, fascinated. Later, she began coloring on the sole of his foot. After each stoke, he pulled his foot back, laughing. I looked over to see what was causing the commotion, and Sally turned to me.

“He doesn’t mind if I do this,” she explained, “he is only moving his foot because it tickles. He thinks its funny.” And she was right. Already Bobby had extended his foot to her again, smiling as he did so.

What I find really fascinating about these two anecdotes is that they both deal with the consent of children not yet old enough to communicate verbally. In both stories, the older child must read the consent of the younger child through nonverbal cues. And even then, consent is not this ambiguous thing that is difficult to understand.

Teaching consent is ongoing, but it starts when children are very young. It involves both teaching children to pay attention to and respect others’ consent (or lack thereof) and teaching children that they should expect their own bodies and their own space to be respected—even by their parents and other relatives.

And if children of two or four can be expected to read the nonverbal cues and expressions of children not yet old enough to talk in order to assess whether there is consent, what excuse do full grown adults have?

letsplaymurder:

imagine John going to hug Sherlock because he can tell he’s upset and it ends up with Sherlock crying like a baby and they have a really passionate hug and it’s all fluffy and romantic and the camera pans down to show John is on his tip-toes.

colourfulpantsandarainbowhat:

WHY DO PEOPLE CALL IT FUCK, MARRY, KILL WHEN THEY COULD CALL IT BED, WED, BEHEAD

Pastor: Now, according to a few passages in the bible, homosexuality is a sin.
Couple of older males in the audience: Amen!
Pastor: Now, wait, I'm not finished.
Pastor: You know what else the bible defines as a sin? Divorce.
-uncomfortable silence-
Pastor: There are countless passages that talk about how divorce is wrong, and that there are consequences to getting a divorce, such as the wife should be stoned.
Pastor: Yet, I witnessed a divorce just this morning. And I gotta tell you, it was heartbreaking, but I definitely didn't attempt to throw rocks at the wife, even though she was the one who filed for divorce.
Pastor: We choose to overlook the consequences of divorce because time has proven that they're inhumane and cruel.
Pastor: The bible doesn't say anything about the consequences of a homosexual lifestyle. Yet, we seem to be spearheading a campaign to ruin the lives of people we don't even know.
-the pastor shifts a few notes around-
Pastor: The bible states to love thy neighbor. That's it. There are no other rules or restrictions to that passage.
Pastor: So, we as a church family have to support equality with a smile on our face. THAT is the true Christian way.

chris-lll:

The Queen and The Savior #actual 5 year olds

you know your self-esteem sucks when a really cute guy shows interest in you and you think it’s some sort of sick joke

Anonymous said: you are a pretentious prick who is also a transphobic piece of trash, go to hell

fishingboatproceeds:

There is so much of this stuff in my ask box, and most of it not even anonymous, but I don’t want to call out any particular user because I know they’ll then get a lot of hateful asks and the cycle will just continue.

First off, there’s a comma splice in your ask. I just have to let you know that, on account of how I’m a pretentious prick.

I hope that I’m not transphobic. I’ve been public and vocal in my support for the rights of trans people for years, and I’ve tried over the years to amplify trans voices, from T Cooper to Stephen Ira Beatty, rather than pretending to be able to speak for them. 

Look, I am a person, and I am not a particularly good one. I am screwed up and make a lot of mistakes. But I am not a piece of trash. I would imagine that you are also screwed up and make a lot of mistakes, but you aren’t a piece of trash either.

But it is still hurtful—very hurtful—to hear people call me a piece of trash. It just makes me sad to hear, the way I think it would make most people sad to hear. The certainty and lack of nuance in that characterization reflects a broader lack of nuance in online discourse these days that just bums me out. 

dirtylittledamsel:

this is literally mario kart

dirtylittledamsel:

this is literally mario kart

mydrunkkitchen:

mydrunkkitchen:

psychmajorpizzamaker:

fight-0ff-yourdem0ns:

optimus-primette:

stunningpicture:

He designed this special shoes, shared between him and his paralyzed daughter just to make her feel the sensation of walking.

WEEP DAFEELS PENETRATE ME

Oh my goodness

This is probably so good for her body, too! Imagine her muscles getting moved in ways they don’t normally and she is upright and hopefully not having any pressure spots! This is lovely in so many ways!



****ACTUALLY INVENTED BY THIS LADY!***
Still wonderful though!
 http://www.people.com/people/article/0„20805230,00.html

mydrunkkitchen:

mydrunkkitchen:

psychmajorpizzamaker:

fight-0ff-yourdem0ns:

optimus-primette:

stunningpicture:

He designed this special shoes, shared between him and his paralyzed daughter just to make her feel the sensation of walking.

WEEP DAFEELS PENETRATE ME

Oh my goodness

This is probably so good for her body, too! Imagine her muscles getting moved in ways they don’t normally and she is upright and hopefully not having any pressure spots! This is lovely in so many ways!

****ACTUALLY INVENTED BY THIS LADY!***

Still wonderful though!

 http://www.people.com/people/article/0„20805230,00.html

inkstains-and-ennui:

operativesurprise:

iamtiffanyk:

draumbouy:

*whispers* bumper desks

I WAS THINKING THE SAME THING.

NO THESE THINGS SUCK. UCONN GOT THEM IN THE NEW BUILDING THEY ARE SATAN’S LITTLE CHARIOTS OF FAILED POTENTIAL

"Satan’s little chariots of failed potential." 
I laughed so hard I started crying

inkstains-and-ennui:

operativesurprise:

iamtiffanyk:

draumbouy:

*whispers* bumper desks

I WAS THINKING THE SAME THING.

NO THESE THINGS SUCK. UCONN GOT THEM IN THE NEW BUILDING THEY ARE SATAN’S LITTLE CHARIOTS OF FAILED POTENTIAL

"Satan’s little chariots of failed potential." 

I laughed so hard I started crying