Been busy all week doing a read over of Love Unspoken, in preparation of getting edits soon. Highlighting, adding and deleting stuff. *whew*. Hopefully I’ll hear from my editor soon. I’m realy excited to share the blurb.
Son: “Mama, what color are you?”
Me: *thinking- I’m black, but I guess black really isn’t my color* “Brown”
Son: *giggles* “What’s daddy?”
Me: *thinking- Oh no, what do I say if he wants specific colors?* “White”
Son: “What color am I?”
Me: * thinking- damn I should have just said I’m black to make this easier* “You’re, ah, you’re brown and white. What color do YOU think you are?”
Son: “I’m black. Wait, maybe I’m blue. Or orange. I like orange.”
Me : *wipes away the sweat* “Okay, you can be orange :-)”
Such a simple conversation, but darn society makes these things harder than they have to be at times.