Ava's word vommit

Ava and I were just drawing together, and she asked me to draw our family. So I drew her and Viv, and then Riley and me. She is very into positive reinforcement and said, "Great Job Mommy! Keep it up!" Then she was looking at the picture and said, "Yes, that is daddy he is tall, tall, tall. And that is you mommy, you are down, down, down. Yeah. Someday when you grow up you could be tall like me and daddy!!" So funny.

She is in the stage of observing everything around her. And she tells me when people have short hair, or glasses, or watches on. Well that isn't so bad, but when she comments on the color of people's skin I don't quite know what to do. It isn't like she is thinking one color is better than the other, she is just stating the obvious. It doesn't help that we live in Rexburg, Idaho...land of white people! We were at the store the other day, and she yelled, "Look mom, they are black! Yeah and we are yellow!" I didn't think that they heard her say that, and I didn't know what to do. So when we got in the car I gave her the talk about how we are all different and it is a good thing to be different, but we don't have to point it out, because sometimes it makes people uncomfortable (mostly her mother!) Then we talked about what being a child of God means and that we are all equal. Well I don't think it set in because last night we went out to eat and our waiter was African-American. He was really nice and talking to her and she looked at him and said, "You are black!" Riley and I apologized and he laughed it off. I think we were more embarrassed than he was. We gave her the same talk, and maybe this time it will set in a little more...here's to hoping! Maybe someday we'll live somewhere where it won't be so unusual to see ethnicity and she won't even notice.