Where are the PC Police?

I am half black/half Japanese. When we moved from California to South Carolina, I figured I would have the "talk" with my son since I know how harsh it can be (I grew up in SC and have had some awful experiences...) so I started off by asking him if he knew what color he was...he told me "green", I started laughing and decided to forget about our conversation! I loved his innocence and didn't want to ruin his view of life, so I decided to just let it go! I love the innocence and purity of children!
 
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My kids are triacial for lack of a better term. LOL. DH is half black/half while and I'm asian. Of our 3 kids, DD1 and 3 look mixed and DD2 has the asian features. So one day DD1 says DD2 is yellow like me and she herself is brown and DD3 is tan like daddy. Another time we were in the park and she got into a tiff going down the slide. Not sure how it started, but she telling the other girl that went down it that she's not her sister b/c she's not "brown" (to her she doesn't have brown sisters, just yellow and tan).

DH was in the waiting room of their pediatrician once with DD1 and DD2. A lady sitting there asked him if they were both his kids. When he said yes, she said "Hmmm".

We were at Build-A-Bear once and DD1 and DD2 were standing next to each other while the lady was stuffing their bears. She asked them if they were friends and my blue-eyed, blonde hair MIL said "No, they're sisters" and the lady's eyes popped out of her head as she said " REALLY?!?"

It's funny how people react when we're all together. DH doesn't keep in touch with his dad. We only see the white side and none of my kids look white. So when they go running up to their white grandma when she makes a surprise visit at their school the teachers look more surprised. :)
 
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How sweet is that!

My two year old has the most beautiful tanned skin (as does her dad; he has malungian in him and indian). BUT my 7mnth old is as white as I am. I'll tan but with much begging to the son. lol
 
Misty I think what your baby said is just adorable. Kids are so innocent about the things that adults should be, you know? I remember my daughter asking me when she was about 3 why people are different colors. I told her God is creative and he makes us all different, otherwise the world would be pretty boring. She's never mentioned it again. Amazing how things just kinda click with little kids.
BTW, I'm about as pale as you can get too LOL. I don't tan, I lobsterfy.
 
How sweet Misty! He is "just right". I love multiacial families, especially the kids. They're usually so gorgeous! I always wanted a half asian baby.

We're not a biacial family, however DH, DD1 and myself all have dark hair, eyes and kind of darker skin. But DD2 is extremely pale skinned, bright blue eyes and blonde hair. DD2 loves that she has yellow hair and everyone else has "black". :) They tend to identify everyone by the color of their hair. I don't think they even realize that people have different skin colors.

I love kids' innocence!
 
Aw, Misty - Jamin is the CUTEST! You handled it perfect - God made all of us unique! My kids didn't notice color at all for a long time, but even now IF they do, its just more "tan" or less "tan" - their skin doesn't affect who they are!
 
It's so interesting how children with the same parents... same family can come out SO differently. My DH and his sister are 1/2 Myan and they are both married to VERY pale-skinned people (I burn, peel and stay white). His sister's son is VERY dark with black hair and black eyes but our girls have pale skin, freckles and light brown eyes. I think they're beautiful with their porcelin skin and dark brown hair... but I've also always thought biacial people are gorgeous! I'm so jealous of exotic looking women. lol
 
So anyway, Misty, you MUST keep having these babies. They are so darn beautiful. And creative, apparently.

I taught in the public school system in New Orleans for two years, and all of the students in my school were black. All of the teachers were, too, except for a handful of us, including 2 other first year gals like me...one of whom had blond super curly hair and the other who had long, dark brown hair. And all of the students thought we were triplets. No, not even just sisters--triplets. And if they weren't in one of our classes, they couldn't tell us apart.

And there was one kid who was probably mixed, though he was registered as African-American. He had light skin and his hair was tan--still kinky, just not dark brown like everyone else's--and the greatest insult anyone could hurl at him was, "white boy". I about pee'd my pants the first time he came up to me CRYING, "Mrs. Turner, he called me 'white boy.'"

In case you didn't know it, moving from small town Arkansas to inner city New Orleans was a CROSS CULTURAL experience, for sure.
 
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