We spent Saturday afternoon with my Mom's side of the extended family. Henry got quite a bit of attention which surprised me a little since he isn't a baby anymore, I figured people would be over it once he started walking and talking. He didn't take well to all the stares, funny faces and people squatting down to his level talking in baby talk with their arms outstretched. He would only make it a few steps before he would stop, look around, yell for Papa and start crying.
My "favorite"
By the end of the day I was over it. I had heard it so many times. When I heard someone ask "Where did he get that blond hair from?" I just shrugged my shoulders and walked away. One person picked up on my annoyance and said "You get that a lot huh?" "Yeah," I said. "Where did he get that blond hair from? Look at his blue eyes. Where did he get the curly hair from? Wow he is so light skinned. All of it...over and over again. And truth be told I am sick of feeling the need to defend how my child looks. He is Henry. He is a mix of his Mama and Papa and if you cannot look beyond his hair and skin to see the parts of his appearance that he shares with his Papa then I don't really care. I just ask that you keep it to yourself."
Here is an interesting observation- The side of our family that is brown skinned and dark haired have never once made a comment about Henry's hair or skin color. What does that mean I wonder?
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For whatever it's worth, people are always asking where Quentin got his blond hair too (even people who should be able to figure out that Matthew's light-brown hair was probably blond when he was younger).
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