3 days of 3 racist events, one by one, marching in like little ants.

Today is my divisional holiday party, and Josh’s class was having one too at the same time, so we traded the baby - meeting halfway at the train station. As Josh brought the baby to the train station, a woman approached him and asked, “Aw, what a cute baby. Is it a boy or a girl?”

“Thank you. He’s a boy.”

The woman continues. “Wow, they don’t let a lot of boys out - mostly girls, but not many boys!”

It took me a second to realize when Josh called me, with the Rage, that this woman thought Josh adopted Matthew. That it is impossible for a white man to be the father of an Asian baby.

Even if we adopted Matthew, in what fucking world is it remotely appropriate to say this? As if an adoptive father isn’t a father at all? And since we did not adopt Matthew, does this bitch even realize how much that one phrase hurt? No. I only wish it would make me remotely feel better if she went up to white babies and their parents and said the same sort of shit, but it wouldn’t.