I found some notes I was supposed to blog on in May!

Okay, I'm blogging these not because they are news, but because this is my record of what my kids are doing when.
From April/May
When Leila sees a tag, any tag, on clothing, she says: $2.99, even if it's washing instructions.
What time is it? 10 o'clock she'll answer.
Even the pony tail was an issue back then- she wouldn't cuddle me if she had a "pony pony" since it might mess it up, and she fussed that it had to be higher and higher till I got it just right. (Note: in June, she likes it low on her neck.)
Finally, I thoughI blogged this- we went to a wedding in May and the groom was a black man. Leila played a little with his niece, and we sat next to Joy and her husband David, who is also black, and their little boy. The next day, Joy, David and Titus were at our house and Leila came up and said, "What color am I?" I asked her what color she thought she was, and she didn't know. Then I asked if she was asking because of David and Titus. She said yes, so I explained that she was flesh colored, and they were, too. She was content and went off before I could explain further.
Now we talk about it sometimes. Last night Andrea was over for dinner and he and I were talking about being Black and White, so I brought it up with her again. The strange thing about it all is that she's seen Andrea once a week for at least a year, and she sees our friend Ben who is black-black from Ghana pretty frequently. I guess she was just ready to notice.
Now if you've read this somewhere else on my blog, forgive me. I couldn't find it, but I was sure I'd written it before.