I was doing Lizzie's hair and she said "My hair is different from yours, Mommy."
I said, "Yes, your hair and my hair are a little different. But, both are pretty."
She nodded and added, "My skin is brown and your skin is white."
Searching for the right words, I said "That's true. We're a little different, but that's ok. We're still family. That's what matters."
Then, I added, "We're the same on the inside."
She seemed to like that and, happily, said "Yeah! You're a little brown on the inside, Mommy."
Well, that wasn't exactly what I meant, but I figured, what the heck, I'd go with it.
So, I said "Yeah, and you're a little white on the inside, right?"
She then looked at me, like I was completely out of my mind, laughed, and said "Nooo!"
And, that was the end of our random, but meaningful, conversation of the day. :)
I know that this is not the last conversation that we'll have about this and I might be feeling a little overly optimistic, but, I can't help but think that she's going to be ok. :)
On an official side-note. Brian and I recently joined a gym, in hopes of getting in better shape. So, I started a blog about my adventures of working out. It's not really meant to be inspirational, I just thought it might be fun to document my antics. :)
If anyone's interested... :)