These Children.

We spent the weekend in the big city this week.  We were in a small sub shop, our family and another, which made for a group of four white parents, and 14 children of color that look nothing like us.  In this situation, people usually bend over backwards to help us.  This time was no Read more…

The Family Tree.

Sometimes there are moments with the kids where I purposely don’t take pictures, where I want to just be present, and not be behind the camera.  Decorating the tree is one of those times.  I have no pictures of it.  Ever.  Not one.  Decorating the tree is a sacred event.  Nothing interrupts it. Each of Read more…

Child-Like Wonder

Chicago-7

Our sweet Dolly has an obsession with “the holidays” and “the holiday spirit.”  She talks about Christmas endlessly.  The lights, the snow, Santa Clause, the sweet baby Jesus who is waiting to be set in our manger, she is abuzz about all of it.  When I was so worried about her, before her last heart Read more…

On This Day of Thanks.

Harold

I have so many things to be thankful for.  A lot of people are probably feeling that way today.  Being that Thanksgiving is an American holiday, there isn’t any turkey or stuffing for Harold.  He might think eating turkey is a little odd anyway.  We all know that’s not the truly important part of Thanksgiving Read more…

Again and Again, This is What I Tell My Kids.

I have written many posts about all I have learned as a parent of black children, and the all the learning that continues to be involved in parenting across their lifetimes and at different ages and stages of development.  When ResponsiBoy was handed to me, I had a completely color blind approach to parenting him.  It Read more…