First some background. When I first met my wife, on the first date, I told her I was a crossdresser and she was ok with it. Over the years we have managed to have two kids, along with the one I already had. We have let the kids know I dress at an early age. I don't' really dress in front of them, usually dressing while they are in school. This brings us up to a few recent events. For a month, my oldest son (24) and his wife stayed in a tent in the back yard (They were homeless...long story). I was not going to stop my dressing because they were in the back yard. The few times the kids came in the house while I was dressed, they never addressed me as Dad, always as Carroll. Now fast forward to yesterday. My teenage son was home all day because the NYS regents are in session and he had no test that day. I asked him if he minded that I got dressed for a while and he said no. Now he hides in him room a lot playing on the computer. I had been dressed for over an hour when he finally came out of his hole. He looks at me and says "Hi Carroll, when did you get here?" Now I ask you, how awesome is that!?
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