Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Coloring outside the lines

Li’l A (watching assorted colored puppies frolic):

They remind me of you and dad.

Why?

Some of my friends ask me, you know—you’re brown, your mom’s brown, but your dad’s white?!?!!

(I’m stumped. I always meant to talk to him about this *someday* but haven’t said much beyond the traditional palliatives about how it doesn’t matter what color someone’s skin is—it could be green for all we care—all that matters is what kind of person they are, etc.)

So what did you say?


Yeah, my dad’s white. So?????


Perfect. I wish I had thought of that comeback first. Not that anything will stop me from using it, anyway.

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