I wrote this for my wife’s blog a few years ago. Just thought I would share it again.
I was having a conversation with my three year old this morning at breakfast.
Abby: Daddy, you are my black daddy!!
Daddy: Really? How is that Abby?
Abby: Because you just are!!!
Daddy: You and mommy have been watching to many Cosby episodes!!
All I could do is chuckle and think about my friendships. For those of you who don’t know me that well.
Are you sensing a pattern. Many of my friends are African American. I have been accused of being a Racist, and all I do is chuckle and have to say that you obviously don’t know me very well. The song Colored People by DC Talk tends to sum up my philosophy on race relations.
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