Straight talk about what it’s like when your kid doesn’t look like you.
“My little one was as light-skinned as his dad. I am a black woman. My hair is composed of tight, black curls. My son’s? Soft, wavy tufts of brown, sometimes golden curls. As he grew older, his eyes turned a bright shade of blue, similar to his dad’s. To put it bluntly, my son looks white.
Here are some things I’ve learned as a black mom of a son who can ‘pass’ as white.”