My 3 year old has two dolls which she considers to be her
favorites. For the longest time, she really had no way of differentiating between them. Then one day, she began referring to them as “the
white one” and “the black one.” Of course, this was an observation she decided
to first express in the crowded waiting room at the dentist’s office while I was talking
to another mom who happened to be white. The woman simply pretended not to hear my daughter’s clear
description of these dolls (and I so appreciated her avoidance of such an
awkward moment)! I could only wonder what was going through her mind though and
the terrible judgment she must have made about what I’ve taught my child.
Anyway, the minute we got back to the house, I sat her down
with her dolls to address the issue. I
simply held each one up and asked her calmly and casually “Which doll is this?” She clearly pointed
