My toddler, the racist

Allow me to explain.

I am an extremely liberal person. In many ways. I am blatantly truthful, I wear my emotions on my sleeve, I see all people as equal and worthy of receiving the same priveledges no matter who they are, and maybe most importantly, I am absolutely convinced I was a gay man in my past life. That said, I side with the democrats in almost every area, my parents and twin sister do too.

My husband's side of the family (most of them) is Republican to the max, Troy's in the middle, and Avery will be a democrat able to choose whatever she wants.

Avery was born on November 4, 2008, the day Obama was elected as president (which was suuper cool besides watching my mom keep one eye on the TV for election results and one eye on my vagina for the arrival of her first and only grandchild).

So, for Avery's first birthday, my dad got Avery a black baby doll partially as a joke because we are whiter than white, and partially because of the whole Obama election/birth thing.

I thought it was really cool because we are totally totally totally adamant about teaching Ave not to judge people based on how they look.

Avery doesn't seem to be as thrilled. Every time I see Barack Obaby (that's what I named the doll), it seems to be in a not so happy place. What the hell, Avery?

We are working on it...