While we do have plenty of those stories, I thought I would spare you today and share this one instead. :)
Today I was standing in the bathroom getting ready. I had just jumped out of the shower, threw on some clothes and was starting to do my hair. Kaden comes stumbling in, still half asleep. The first thing he does every morning is seek me out, hold his arms up in the air, which is his way of saying 'pick me up'. I love that.
Today was no different, I picked him up and hugged his warm little soft body against mine. (Seriously is there anything cuter than a little boy in boxers?) Kaden then points to the mirror, gets the BIGGEST smile on his face and exclaims "Look mom, I am black and you are white!! Isn't God the coolest?"
I love that. Love that in a world full of racism my son can see the beauty of God's creation and know that it is good.
We don't pretend to be colorblind. We don't try to make any of our kids something they are not. We celebrate our differences and see the 'coolness' of how God made each and every one of us- just the way we are.
Yes my sweet, beautiful boy, God is the coolest and I am so glad that you see that so clearly.