While we were standing in line this went down...
An older African-American gentleman puts his hand on my back and says:
Him: Excuse me, are you Madonna?
Him: Are you Madonna?
Him: I was just asking because you have glamorous sunglasses and a black kid.
Me: Oh.....uh, haha. (awkward fake laugh)
Him: Or are you Angelina?
Me: (half smile, with not much of the fake laugh left)
Him: Is it the cool new thing for white people to adopt black kids?
Me: Well, if they need to be adopted... (I can't tell if he has a weird sense of humor or is just being rude)
He walks away while I'm talking. (So I guess he was being rude.)
He comes back a minute later and says: So, since I'm black should I adopt an Asian kid?
He rolls his eyes and laughs.
Me: Sure, feel free! Every child needs a family.
He didn't say anything and just walked away.
Side note: I realize that there are about a million things I could have said to that man...but in the heat of the moment, I was kind of dumbfounded. Especialy since he had such an awkward way about him. Now, I am thinking of all these great things I could have said...instead, I was like, "Duuuuh, ummmm, uuuuh...." I guess it didn't help that he walked away every time I said anything. Oh well! Now I am fully prepared for the next time anyone questions my family!
Here is an update on Malak and what he is doing at the ripe old age of 18 months...
He is ALL boy. All day long he runs around the house screaming with his tongue out, throwing toys. He chases the dog for hours with his push car thing and try's to run her over. Poor dog jumps on the couch to get away from being run over and he just ditches the car and tries to pull her paws and hug her endlessly. Ok, I'm realizing that this makes him sound bratty, but he is actually just playing and entertaining himself and is just BUSY. He doesn't really play with his toys much, just chucks them as hard as he can across the room and runs to get them so he can throw them again. :) Honestly, I kind of love how much of a boy he is, we play outside for hours and he just wanders around exploring and playing with sticks and grass, kicking balls, "mowing" the lawn. He is talking so much now! He repeats anything you ask him to say and some of his most favorite words/phrases are: octopus, there she is!, dangerous, not yet, thank you, aaaw man!, raisins, oopsy, eat, diaper, poop... and tons more. I'm pretty sure that yesterday he said, "Hey Tara!" He is SO entertaining these days and Eric I just sit and laugh at him all the time. He just had 6 teeth come in...so that was a 3 week long nightmare. Ugh. Teething is evil. SO glad those broke through and he almost has a full mouth of teeth!
But how can you be upset with this precious face??
He also was playing with his bottle of Hair Milk and figured out how to open it...and how to eat it. (Remember this post?)
It was sad times when I cleaned him up and took away the delicious lotion. Poor guy... all he wants is a little moisturization! (side note: the perk of using all natural products around the house, if your kid snacks on it, no harm done!)
We got Mal out of bed the other day and he looked like this. Sexy right? Off the shoulder is SO in.