My husband is Caucasian and lived a very mainstream upper middle class background. When we married and had a Chinese banquet as our wedding dinner, his lovely grandparents, who traveled across the country to be with us, had never before eaten Chinese food.
Now, my husband is the devoted father of our children, who really don’t look much like him. When he started taking our oldest son to toddler gymnastics class on his own, a couple of people made clear they assumed he had adopted our son. It has been amazing hearing his feelings on 1) what that’s like and 2) what it’s like to parent a child whose race is overtly of a minority racial group when he himself grew up with a majority identity.
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