Something I had worried about early on happened today..

and it was actually kind of funny. I took the wee ones to a park, there was a black woman there with her two kids. She saw me, thought I was a biker of something (probably the long hair and burnside), and started freaking out. I was standing there waiting for her to wind down, when 4 yo Keneisha walked up and loudly asked her why she was being racist, I corrected her, it was just misplaced concern, then the woman gave me a confused look. I asked her if she had heard of foster parenting, She was embarrassed, apologized, I laughed it off, understanding. After a while, I gave her the home number, inviting her and her family to meet the rest of mine.