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White Like Me

Over dinner last month, my 4-year-old asked, “Are the new neighbors white-skinned or brown-skinned?” As I pondered how to answer, his big sister chimed in, “I hope they’re white-skinned.” I paused, barely chewed. Could I answer without scolding or shaming them? I...

Kissing Winter Goodbye

See that Blue Sky? Someone was talking to my 3-year-old the other day about summer, reminding him that days would come when he could go outside without a coat. In shorts. And a t-shirt. The three-year-old just started laughing. Maniacally. Like that was crazy talk....