Ashton Kutcher and I share two things: a birthday (Feb. 7) and similar parenting/family dynamic.
You never hear stories about Ashton Kutcher being a bad stepdad to Rumer, Talluleh and Scout. In fact, the stories you do hear are about how he, Demi and Bruce all get along famously. I think I even read somewhere that they go on vacation together sometimes.
When I describe to people -- be it in person or on a blog comment -- that I am part of a three-parent team I get the feeling they think I'm overstepping my parental boundries. Stepparents aren't supposed to be there the same way a biological parent is, right? That is what most groups want you to think. It never ceases to amaze me how small-minded people can be when it comes to the definition of family. (To see a prime example, check out the second comment on this blog.)
My husband's ex and I get along quite well. We're not best friends, but we're not sworn enemies. She considers me part of the team -- so much so that she's been known to say "I don't know what we'd do with out you." That's the best endorsement you can get from the mother of your stepchildren.
As I look through the July issue of InStyle magazine, I see a pictoral ode to fathers (from Joyce Ostin and Paul Reiser's Hollywood Dads book). Rumer, Talluleh and Scout are there with their dad and Ashton.
All one big happy family.
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