I had a short but inspiring talk with a little girl as I was picking up Elias from daycare this evening. She's maybe 5 or 6 years old, with sandy brown hair probably reflecting Northern European heritage that is so dominant here. I sat down next to her as I was trying to get Elias' coat on him before we left.
L: Oh! You're Elias' mom.
Me: Yep. (I think more people around Madison know me by that designation than my name.)
L: I didn't think so at first.
Me: Why not?
L: Because he's brown and you're lighter.
Me: Yes, well some families are like that.
L: Yes, you're right. My mommy and daddy are darker than I am.
Then she sprang up and joined with one of Elias' classmates & her dad going out the door and they left in their ginormous black Hummer. Her description and easy acceptance of something that gets adults so flummoxed was really encouraging. That girl is being raised right and is a beacon of hope for the future.
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