Meet Lulu! She’s a new doll at the Sweet n’ Sour house (As if we needed anymore! Get ready, old, nameless dolls! I see a garbage bag and a donation center in your near future!)
But I digress…
Meet Lulu! She’s a new doll at the Sweet n’ Sour house (As if we needed anymore! Get ready, old, nameless dolls! I see a garbage bag and a donation center in your near future!)But I digress…
My four-year-old went to the store with my husband recently to get a toy with some of the money she had been saving. I was expecting a new My Little Pony or Unicorn Slime (Thanks, Kids YouTube, for getting her obsessed with these), but this is what she picked instead.
My husband told me there were over ten different ones to choose from, but she was adamant on this one. Naming her right away in the toy aisle, she informed her new friend, Lulu, where she’d be sleeping back home in her room. She explained to her dad she wanted Lulu because she loved her hair and “gorgeous” outfit.
That’s all my daughter saw–cute clothes and hair. Typical woman already! The color of skin, on any of the dolls, made no difference to her.
When we live in such a violent, hateful world, it is so inspiring and refreshing to look at life sometimes from a child’s perspective.
Once, while reading a book about a little girl and her dad, I was asked, “But where’s her mommy?” I responded with, “Maybe she doesn’t have one. There’s all types of families. Some kids even have two mommies.”
You know what she said? Not “Eww, that’s gross!…That’s wrong!…Why?!?!” She looked up at me and said, “I bet those kids get to bake cookies ALL the time!!”
I wish everyone saw one another the way a child does. Unless they’re taught how to hate, they see everyone as equal. My child didn’t pick a white doll because she thought she should only buy one that resembled herself. She picked one that made her happy. If she continues doing that with real people, as she grows up, judging whether someone should be in her circle or not, only by their character, and never by their race, sexual orientation, gender, etc, then I’ll know I did something right…
Welcome to the fam, Lulu!