Some of you that know me are aware of the fact that I am married to a Chinese person. (If you thought Kai was just really tan I apologize) It has never been an issue for me. Obviously. When I found out I was pregnant and got over the shock of the news, I did wonder how having parents of different races would affect our child. I never really made an issue of it and don't make an issue of anyone else's race.
About a month ago Ethan and I were sitting on the couch talking about random things when out of nowhere he asks "We are white right?" Stunned, I just kind of looked at him. He then went on to say "We are white and Daddy is Chinese"
Still shocked and trying to hold back my laughter I replied "Ugh, well I am white and Daddy is Chinese so you are both". How the hell are you supposed to explain this to a five year old? Really.
Not one to be fooled Ethan replies with "What?! I can't even count in Chinese! How can I be Chinese? You are joking me"
I immediately started searching for the hidden camera, because surely he can't be this uh...confused. He was then convinced that he was a "Spaniel" because he can count in Spanish. Thanks a freaking lot Dora! After reminding him that he in fact can count in Chinese the issue was resolved...or so I thought.
Today all three of us were out shopping. The store we were in was playing a song by Young Jeezy. Ethan and I were sitting on a bench waiting for Kai to pay for his things.
Ethan starts mumbling "We're @@#@@#ight"
Me: "What? We're alright? Yes we're alright. What are you talking about?"
Ethan: "No! We're #*#*#ight"
Me: ??????
Ethan: "We are WHITE!"
Me: "What?"
Ethan: (talking way too loud at this point) "We are WHITE and Daddy is BLACK!"
At this point I am laughing hysterically and motion to a confused Kai that I am getting the heck out of the store.
Me: "Not exactly. Ethan you know that Daddy is Chinese"
Ethan: ????
Surely Ethan is not the only child to have an identity crisis. Right? Please tell me this is normal. Even if you don't mean it, tell me it's normal.
okay darling sister.. You know how confused I am on a day to day basis. In kindergarten we were to go home and find out our nationality "Italian" is what I was told. So I go back to school so excited to share with the class, I go up and my mind goes blank... I'm... Japanese I proudly tell everyone. Well, the teacher calls Nanny & Papa to tell them I think i;m Japanese. Come on I was 5!!! To this day at 31 I still get crap from the family. Ethan I feel ya sweet nephew. HAHA!!!
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