Yesterday, Logan went to the splash pad without us and later in the evening, we were talking about the day. We happened to know that a little boy fell and got hurt. We were asking Logan about it and Zeb said "are you talking about the little black boy?" And in all seriousness, Logan had absolutely no idea in a difference in skin color (to clarify, we were trying to determine if Logan was responsible for the accident, so we were trying to figure out if the boy who fell and hurt himself was the same boy who Logan excitedly hugged....). Anyways, the only reason I write this is because I want to relish his innocence. That his pure mind truly sees no skin color. He responded with "it was the boy in the American shorts." And Zeb said, "was his skin dark?" And Logan said "I couldn't tell."
Tonight, we were taking a walk and Logan was running around with two swords. He almost ran this lady over and I was scolding him and said "you almost ran over that lady! And she's pregnant! You could have hurt her!!!" And he said "what's pregnant?" I told him that it means that she has a baby in her belly. He said, "how can you tell?" I said "because her belly was big!" And he never realized it.
So, in short, we've pretty much ruined our child in terms of innocence with differences in color and size of people in the past 24 hours.
And...he lost a tooth today.
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