I’m not their nanny, I’m Mom

Michele
Ypsilanti, MI

My darling boys are Chinese and Black but look more racially non-specific; even while I lived in northern CA, what people think of as some sort of center of tolerance, people constantly assumed that since I was Black I was their nanny. Even though they are older now, I still get surprised looks when I pull them close and kiss their thick, black curly, to-die-for hair.