Flashback to this time when I came out to a first grader in 2011

Found the transcript in this post of successes and failures coming out to children. I was reminded because of a post on Tumblr about children and gender about a kid who didn't recognize his godmother after her transition and thought her wife had divorced a guy and then quickly found and married a woman with the same name (she didn't change her name when she transitioned) who looked nearly identical. KIDS.

H: Cim, do you live alone?
ME: No, I live with my wife, and of course my dog and cats.
H: Oh, what is your wife's name?
ME: Her name is Wax.
H: [Thinks for a moment] What's your last name?
ME: [redacted]
H & K2: WHOA.
ME: It's a hyphenated name. See, before they were married my parents were called Mom X and Dad Y; and so now it's X-Y.
H: [Thinks for a moment] What color is your wife's hair?

For the record, her hair seems to have been a faded maroon plume on the top and short undercut sides in May 2011. Mine was a natural brown pixie.

ETA I probably said "red", though. Saying "wine red" (the Swedish translation) would probably be a wee bit beyond the median 8 year old.