I kept him to myself—not sharing, not saying. It saddened me, but was safer than exposing Daddy to strangers.
There is a dangerous indirect message here: that appearance always matters and is the only thing that matters.
Do young men talk fatherhood over beer? Are daddies headed in a new (and improved) direction?
What happens when your little boy shows up to play teatime dressed as his favorite Disney princess? Or Amita insists she should be called ‘Amit’ from now on?