So today, just before lunch one of my junior kindergartens asked me why my hair is white. I told her that that is just the way my body makes my hair, just like her body makes her hair black.
The family of the girl I am speaking with is originally from the Carribean, and her hair is in braids, with extensions.
Anyways then she tells me “You need to put your hair in twists so it is beautiful, like mine.”
Me: Your twists are very beautiful, but I don’t know how to put my hair in twists like yours.
( I have graphomotor issues and cannot braid my own hair, at all.)
JK: Then you should get your mommy to do it.
Me: My mommy doesn’t know how to do it either.
JK: Then get your daddy to do it.
Me: My Daddy can’t do that either.
JK: I will ask my mommy to do it for you!