No, not the brown one, the pink one.
Last night I was reading How To Photograph Your Familywhen my littlest guy pointed to a photo and said, "That me!"
"No, son, it isn't you."
"Yeah, that me!"
After another round or two of that I gave up and said something like it-isn't-anyone-in-our-family-it-is-just-some-kid.
He never said "That brudder!" which would have been a logical conclusion. The child in the photo looked about the same age as his brother, with a similar hair cut and similar melanin in his skin. It looked nothing like my Aryan almost three year old. He held to his beliefs and I quit trying to convince him otherwise.
Just goes to show. My black son never thought he was white. He's picked "himself" out of Clifford books and other picture books since he could talk. But my white son thinks he looks just like his big brother.
And why shouldn't he?
**I feel like I should explain the Aryan reference. My very blond, very blue-eyed husband used to live with a very stereotypical looking Jew. Once, his roomate was on the phone with his long-distance girlfriend (also Jewish) and she asked what my husband looked like. Jason grinned at my husband and told the girl on the phone, "As Aryan as they come. Think I should be worried?"