I don't look at beads and pipe cleaners quite like I did as a Girl Scout leader.
I may not get those styles done perfectly but she doesn't care. She wanted her hair to be long like her friends. What breaks my heart is she wants straight hair. She has a kid in class who teases her about her hair.
I didn't know that when I took in that baby 6 years ago that she would one day be my very much loved daughter. I didn't know that I would have to help her navigate the racist remarks at such a young age.
Sometimes I do worry that I won't or don't know the right things to say. But, maybe no parent really knows the right thing to say when it comes to racism.
I just wish that the world would catch up with us and see that skin tone and texture of the hair doesn't make a person any less lovable.
I do know that tomorrow Larissa will go to school how she wants......with long hair and beads clacking.