I love this little guy so much.
He is so smart.
He gives the best hugs.
He tells me several times a day that I am the "best cooker in the whole world."
He also tells me that he doesn't like having brown skin.
That he wishes that he had white skin.
We tell him that his brown skin looks like chocolate.
And everyone loves chocolate.
That lots of really great people have brown skin.
That people go out in the sun to make their skin brown like his.
He has taught me a valuable lesson.
That just because Corey and I don't care what color a person's skin is doesn't mean that they won't care.
I just wish I knew what to tell him to make him proud of who he is.
We love him just the way he is.
I just want him to feel the same.