From the mouths of babes
No not my kids, but one of the little girls my daughter was playing with at my son’s football practice.
As you may have noticed I have a “mixed” family, African American and Caucasian, so while we see mixed couples in much larger numbers than when we first got together, the reactions to our relationship are continually eye opening.
Having lived in mostly larger towns (Washington DC and Tampa) people are often too busy too care or take it for what it is - our choice.
To my amusement a 7-year old playing with my daughter asked me why I was married to a white man. Now I don’t believe she nor her parents her racist, and can understand the curiosity surrounding our family life.
I have always been comfortable with who I am and who I choose to spend my life with, and know there will always be silly reactions to me or my family life, I take it with a grain of salt and chalk it up to a bad hair day or cramps.
