Today we were having our regular Saturday lunch at a cafe near our home that makes great fresh food.
We'd just started eating when I heard one of my daughters say: "Stop looking at him!" "Why are you looking at him?"
"What's your problem?"
It was noisy in the restaurant, so I didn't know if anyone else could hear her.
The person she was speaking to was sitting behind me.
"Is someone looking at Ben?" I asked.
"Yes," she said, eyeballing someone behind me and shaking her head.
"He won't look away."
I turned around and saw an outdoorsy guy in his late 20s, someone who probably kayaks and shops at MEC.
I turned back.
"Tell him to take a picture next time," I said loudly.
We smiled and resumed eating.
I'm amazed sometimes by how ignorant adults can be, how rude. And it's one thing for us to deal with stigma. But it makes me sad and angry when it touches my kids.