I'm a room mom, and I was in class helping the teacher organize some stuff. BTW, DD is only 6. I observed the following:
-Brayden pulled out her chair when they came back from music.
-She chose Isaiah as her reading buddy, and he got the let her pick what book she wanted to read AND he got the beanbags. (I noticed that with the other kids, one person got the book and the other got the beanbags).
-She asked Juan to tie her shoelace and once he finished, he handed her something he drew for her.
Here's what happened when I picked her up from school:
Me: Why were Brayden, Isaiah, and Juan being so nice to you?
DD: Because they're my boyfriends...
Me: You mean, your friends who just so happen to be boys?
DD: No, they're my boyfriends. We hold hands, we share lunch, and we take turns on the swings.
Me: Jackie, you can't have 3 boyfriends at the same time.
DD: Mrs. Jones told us that we need to be friends with people of all colors. So, I need a white boyfriend, a black boyfriend, a Mexican boyfriend, and now I need an Asian boyfriend and an Indian boyfriend.
Me: Yeah, have FRIENDS of different colors, not boyfriends! That's adultery! (BTW, we're Episcopalian)
DD: Oh, yeah? Watch me!
We're black, and we live in one of the most ethnically diverse cities in America. It's a suburb of Houston that is 55% white, 19% black, 8% Hispanic, and 14% Asian (which includes Indian and Asian backgrounds because India is apart of Asia). The remaining 4% is other.
It's kind of cute, but then again it's not. I honestly don't know where to go from here, and my husband just laughs. Am I going overboard?