Recently my wife and I realized that while our older son could recite the egg/sperm/donor story at age 2, we're not sure what our younger son knows about his beginnings. We decided to wait for a teachable moment to arrive, which happened one morning last week.
One argument offered by religious opponents of same-sex marriage is that "every child has a natural right to a mother and father." The most obvious problem with this is that there is no such right, nor would same-sex marriage interfere with it if it did exist.
The damage facing children of gay parents is not caused by their parents' sexuality but by outsiders who do not respect their families. Ironically, the opponents of same-sex marriage who profess to be thinking only of the children are harming children with their intolerance.
My wife Tracie and I have been playing "suburban lesbian poster family" since our oldest son was kickin' it in utero. But I have a confession to make: the rally cry of the marriage equality movement -- "We're just like everyone else!" -- doesn't fit for me.
Many of my friends in the LGBT community have had or adopted children, but very few children's shows exist where these young people can see representations of their families. I plan to help change that with my next film project: Family Restaurant.
Perhaps if there were more children's books that dared to show LGBTQ people adopting, working with surrogates, going to sperm banks, or meeting co-parents, there would be more understanding about what it means to make and raise babies in non-traditional ways.
Not too long ago, our little clan took a road trip from Los Angeles to Portland, Ore. I predict in the end it won't be gay marriage that brings about the destruction of the American family. It will be the road trip.
Modern Family highlights a common contemporary media image of gay parenting: wealthy, urban, white gay men raising an adopted child. However, U.S. Census Bureau data suggest that same-sex couples raising children are substantially more diverse.
It's hard to remember and hard to imagine, frankly, a time when just the simple fact of being gay or lesbian meant that you could have no relationship with your children. The courts automatically presumed you were an unfit parent.
Our son was three years old when Prop 8 passed, too young to understand what was going on but just the right age to articulate his thoughts about those "Yes on 8" signs. They were, he announced, "the color of pee-pee." On some level, he got what was happening to his family.
Virginia's proposed law goes well beyond protection of religious freedom by affirming the right to discriminate in adoption and foster placement by any agency (religiously based or otherwise) based on any moral objection to certain types of parents.