An "Out of the Mouths of Babes" MLK Day story.

Some of the names are changed since I didn't get the permission of all involved to write about this on the web.

As many of you know, my wife and I are adoptive parents of a wonderful 12 year old boy who became a part of our family as a 3 1/2 month old infant. I'm white, my wife Puerto Rican and our son is African American. I'm Jack, my wife is Maria (hence the screen name "MarianJack" and our son is Jonathan.

The fictionally named individuals are my wife's co-worker Leigh, her son Harry (about 8) and her daughter Susie (about 5).

Back in November, shortly before Thanksgiving, They were over to our house for a "Pampered Chef" party. Harry disappeared into Jonathan's room to play video games, Susie played with our cats ( who just LOVED her) Leigh was at the demonstration and a good time was had by all. BTW, no shooting video games, so the NRA would hate this story!

Just this past weekend, Leigh was with her kids at another friend's place. This friend also has a son named Jonathan and Harry played video games with him. When they got home, Harry told Leigh that he'd like to go play video games with Jonathan again real soon. When Leigh said that they were just there, Harry said "No mom, I mean BROWN Jonathan", my son.

He then said, "You know mom, Because of Dr. Martin Luther King, it's ok for me to be friends with brown Jonathan"

I believe that almost 45 years after Dr. King's Death and with Coretta also no longer with us, I believe that they must be looking down from Heaven and smiling tonight. My wife and I certainly are. We are also very touched that even a little guy like Harry can see what a great kid that our son, "brown Jonathan", is. Maybe a visit is not too far in the future.

I just wanted to share a warm and positive story that hopefully won't get lost in all of the threads about stupid and moronic teabaggers, republican congress people and NRA gun loons. It's my 2 cents and quite possibly overpriced at that.

PEACE!