Chocolate Grandma

We've never talked about skin color in our home. Selah has only compared hair color and texture as she discovers the difference on television and among family and friends. Until now.

It was the night before the night before the night before Christmas. I dangled the carrot of going to visit Grandma to get Selah to obey.

"My chocolate Grandma?" she asked. Of course, I knew what she meant.

"Nope, your vanilla Grandma," I answered.

Lucky Selah. She has such a colorful, yummy family.