Lew and I took Lewey to Pridefest in St. Louis this past weekend, but apparently we forgot to tell Lewis the festival we were at was actually Pride! One of the best things about Lewey is that, with all of the diverse people around us, he didn’t question where we were or what we were doing. We were at the park and there was some kind of festival going on around us as far as he was concerned. That is, until he saw a man in a rainbow bikini. Then Lewis turned to me and said, “Uncle Denny should be here. This seems like his kinda party!”
Happy Pride, everyone. Our family was proud to be a part of the celebration.