These came with Nate's bristle block set. I'm pretty sure the company intended this to be a mom and a dad (a boy child, a girl child and a dog also came with the set. clearly.) but, in Nate's world, they are two mommies (one family) when we play.
Which is awesome and a great time to talk to him about judgement and loving everyone, right?
Except I don't.
I just play with him like it is a normal, everyday thing in some people's worlds.
Because it is.
(This post in response to "Chick-Fil-a Day" which I am SO, SO confused about - free speech?! anti-gay?! appreciation?! jesus?! NO ONE EVEN KNOWS.)
Edited to add: I do love my friend John's comments suggesting that it's a rather trivial and convenient way for 'Chick-fil-A Christians' (HA!) to express their, uh, super unclear cause. Though, maybe in some people's worlds, Jesus, perhaps, really does just want an 8-count with fries and a Coke (ahem).