While hanging out at a friend’s house, her 4 year yelled from the top of the stairs, “M’s mom? M HAS TO GO POOP!”
I turned to S who had recently arrived from her workday and told her “not it”. Once she reached the top of the stairs where the kids were playing, the following exchange took place:
“Where’s M’s mom?”
“I’m M’s mom,” S replies.
“Huh?”
“He has two moms.”
“Where is his dad?
“He doesn’t have a dad. He has two mamas instead.”
“You should buy him a dad.”
“Buy him a dad?”
“Yes. You know… a robot dad. That can fly.”
Sometimes, life is just so simple.
-Betsy
Turkey Baster and a Bottle of Wine 
I wish everyone thought so simply. This kid isn’t really concerned about M not having a dad in the traditional sense, he just thinks it would be cool to have a flying dad.
Personally, I would be happy with a flying, regardless of gender! Actually I’m fairly sure flying robots were promised to me in Back to the Future along with the hover board skateboards…I hope someone comes up with one of those soon.