Dykes and Tikes on bikes: celebrating Pride with my family #Families#It worked for me#lesbian family#LGBTQ#lil kids Updated Oct 12 2015 (Posted Oct 16 2012) Guest post by Carrie Mac All photos by Carrie. We celebrated Pride weekend in August this year, and it was a hot one. Saturday was the Dyke March, which we tapped into later in the day. Like I said, it was hot. Very hot. It was far. Very far. But there was a park full of our beloved queer community awaiting us, and so we trudged on. After one long block after another long block, scurrying from shady spot to shady spot, coming up with new and fun and creative ways to tell our daughter Esmé that I was absolutely not going to carry her beautifully decorated bike up the slightest suggestion of a hill, we finally got there! I had zero intention of braving a crowd of 650,000 people with a fiercely teething and mobile infant and his fearless three-year-old sister — so I decided to lay low. As in, except for seeing my partner Jack off with the Dykes on Bikes, we stayed home. We walked up to the Drive to wave off the posse of biker butches and their compatriots, and that was it for Pride 2012 for myself and the children. Jack rode downtown with Dykes on Bikes and opened the parade with them, and then she headed for work. Related Post A peek into the life of Jude and his two moms If the last few family portrait session posts are any indication, I'm on a bit of a sunshine kick -- and these photos of the... Read more Back in my twenties, Pride was about volume. Do more, see more, flirt more, be more queer. Now it's about making sure the children don't get sunburnt or overwhelmed. Which is why we stuck close to home and made art and watched Tortoise and Hare in the middle of the day. It was lovely — there weren't any rainbow flags or thumping bass or waxed-chested gay boys dancing in their underwear, but queer enough for me. Reporter Name * Reporter Email * Original text Enter the original text here. Edited text* Enter your suggested copyedit here. Notes You can add a note for the editor here. * Required information. Fix Typo Guest post written by Carrie Mac Carrie Mac is a queer mama, writer, and paramedic. Sometimes in that order, sometimes not. She lives in Vancouver with her most excellent family. http://carriemac.com PREVIOUS Throw this Make Your own Monster party! NEXT Hack your clock to help your kids tell time Show/Hide comments [ 9 ] Love it! Reply This was lovely. Thanks for sharing. Your essay reminds me of an old Alison Bechdel comic from the strip "Dykes to Watch Out For." Did you ever read that? Mo and the gang reminisce about Pride before and after kids, circa 2007. All the best to you and your family. Reply I am a huge DTWOF fan … And I love Alison Bechdel's work in general. Thanks! Reply Family values FTW! 😀 Reply This was our experience this year for Pride as well. Our son was 6 weeks old and we lasted about an hour at Family Pride before the heat and the crowds became overwhelming…it still rocked though! Reply We went to Pride when our daughter was about seven months, and I spent it walking her as far away from the noise as possible, which meant being very far from the action. Whatever works! It still counts as Pride if your nursing your baby under a quiet tree somewhere. Reply Beautiful rainbow family. Thank you for this story. Reply Love everything about this. Familly diversity. Reply Thanks for the comments, everyone! Reply Join the conversation Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Notify me of follow-up comments by email. No-drama comment policy Part of what makes the Offbeat Empire different is our commitment to civil, constructive commenting. Make sure you're familiar with our no-drama comment policy.