My wife and I are white. We adopted our wonderful African American children at birth. We strive daily to help our son grow up to be a confident, proud and loving black man and our daughter to be a confident, proud and loving black woman. I hope our experiences will help others who are doing the same.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Why does it have to be a white guy?

I always cringe when I'm walking or riding bikes with Antonia and Jacob and we come to a cross walk and I have to tell them to wait until the red hand turns to the white guy. Couldn't the person be blue?

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