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On Lazy Racism & Remembering MLK

My son became an angry black (little) man.

For days his behavior, his attitude, and his countenance were completely off-course. Sure, he always has his “moments” – what 8 year old boy doesn’t? But this defiance and yes, even aggression, was coming at Ben & I at a pace that wasn’t typical for my Little Man. He was upset and acting on it, and we had no clue why.

Finally, while dealing with consequences and struggling to breathe through the tears, he told us.

Brown and white don’t go together.

6 words. 6 words spoken by an 8 year old, that sent my 8 year old’s world into a tailspin. 

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Sit.

The screaming was incessant. She was mad, sad, scared and exhausted all at once. My younger daughter would not, could not, calm down. She needed a nap, desperately. I needed her to take the nap as much as she needed it herself. Continue reading Sit.

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