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This morning, I was brushing Kirsten’s hair, and I think I made some comment about how beautiful she is… because she is. 🙂

When I did, she said, “What color are yours?”

I actually didn’t know what she was talking about, but she was staring at my eyes, so I think I clarified, “My eyes?”

She nodded. Then she said, “Yours are black. Everybody’s are black.”

I just smiled and said, “Yes they are. You’re right. We’re all the same!”

Isn’t that cool? Kirstie doesn’t see the differences at age three… she sees the similarities. Not all the time, but this time, I think she got it right. We all have black.

And so, we’re the same. 🙂