Through The Eyes of a Child

My son has his first "spend-the-night" guest tonight. A friend from down the street. They are pretty new in this neighborhood, and he and my son have really hit it off.

The thing I find amazing is that our guest's skin color is not the color of ours, and no one seems to notice or even more importantly, care.

I find that extremely refreshing. You could argue that as they get older things will change, but I don't think so. I think our children are growing up in a culture where skin color is a non-issue. Shame on the parents who make it one.