Do you remember when I wrote this post about my racial confusion?
That was almost 3 months ago, and in the meantime I have really been working on my white-ness. My tan has faded, my ghetto bootie is a little flatter, and I’m trying to speak in redneck instead of Ebonics.
All was going well, until Saturday night when we were in Old Navy. Shawn was helping me look for a sweater in my size and the girls were behind us marveling at the mannequin display, when I heard this:
“Hey, Mom! That girl looks like you!”
I was afraid to turn around. I knew what was coming. I think Shawn looked first and when I heard him bust out laughing I knew it was true. Alivia was pointing at her:
Yeah, you guessed it. The girl in the middle. Alivia was so proud too, like that girl was my twin or something.
Then, the following day Shawn made sure to bring it up again. I was telling him about a guy who stopped Lainey and I in Meijer on Friday, and told us his kids went to Assumption too.
Shawn was totally dumbfounded, and said “How did he remember you?” Of course, I jokingly said “Hell-o (pointing at my hot body), like who could forget this?” He didn’t miss a beat, and said, “No, it’s probably because you’re the only person of color at that school.” Grrr…
Oh, and I almost forgot. Speaking of Old Navy, I did wear my skinny jeans today. I’m not sure if I rocked them though, or just wore them. That’s yet to be determined.