A Week by Myself

This week it has just been me and Ace. B is on a business trip until Sunday. Monday and Tuesday I spent with my mom on the other side of town. Ace slept like a champ Monday night. He must have loved the Packn'Play. I was glad to see that because he is staying with my mom and sleeping at her place when we go on vacation in a few weeks.
Yesterday and today I was on my own with Ace, but we had very full days, so I didn't really have time to think about anything. Today was much slower than yesterday, but I kept us busy.
We spent some time at the indoor play space at the mall today and I was pretty surprised by how some parents do not intervene when their kids act like jerks toward other kids. I watched a crew of kids, too old to be in the play area really, run around and knock the same toddler boy over twice. When they ran by me and Ace, I gathered my courage and asked them to please slow down because there were babies around. I was so worried that another mother was going to yell at me for saying anything, but it worked out ok. I thanked the children for listening on their next go around.
I also witnessed a very awkward exchange between a little girl and an African American mother: the little girl walked up to the mother and asked if she spoke Spanish. The mother said no. Then the girl said, "You're African, right?" The mother sniffed in that exasperated, I can't believe this shit, way and said, "No, I'm American." The little girl seemed confused and wanted to know what the woman's language was. The mom explained that she spoke English, that her son spoke English, that they were both "just Americans." She was very patient with the little girl and asked her what she was and what language she spoke. The little girl explained that she was Armenian but that she could speak English. I kept looking over at the Armenian girl's mother, and that mother was paying no attention and looking so disinterested in what was going on with her children. I was really shocked by the conversation and that the girl thought the other mom was African, just because she was black. She wasn't a very young girl, either, I think she said she was nine.
Anyway, it is sad when you see that we still have a long way to go when it comes to understanding and awareness between races.