Can God Paint My Eyes Green?

My preschooler and I had another conversation about skin color, about how we are alike and how we are different. It's funny how these conversations seem to happen at bedtime, while we are curled up together in his rocking chair in the dark. These conversations with him are different from the ones his older brother and I had when he was younger, when he would tell me things like, "Daddy is brown like an M&M" and I would nod and agree....more
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