And yes, I've had parents pull their kids away from me. Most of the time, though, I think it has more to do with the fact I'm in a wheelchair. If a child is even remotely curious about it, or (heaven forbid, asks me a question about it) the poor kid practically gets a dislocated shoulder from the parent yanking on the kid's arm.

Worst would have to be the time I was earning a bit of extra money by selling flowers. I had transitioned the year before, I think. A woman sends her two children over to buy something, and I overheard her saying, "Now don't you talk to him!" as if I were going to snatch them up and run off with them. Which makes me wonder why she didn't simply get the stupid flowers herself.