The day after I came out to my mother:
"Your father and I talked this over and we have decided not to disown you." Wow, thanks. That was even on the table? I mean, if I was diagnosed with any number of mental illnesses, that would have been fine, but being born with a female brain was a potential dealbreaker? I almost disowned them, but we're actually closer than ever now.
"Please don't tell me we have to join some group now. We don't join groups." No, mom, you're now a member of "parents of trans" whether you like it or not.
"Don't tell X,Y and especially Z. They won't take it well, or at all." No problem, mom. I'll just make sure to tell my gossipy cousin. (Who told X,Y and Z pretty much right away.) So I lost drunkle Z... BFD. He's an a*hole anyway.