A. was so excited! She had her own ten dollars to spend at the school's book fair. Her teacher took the entire kindergarten class to the school's lobby and there each child got to choose whichever book she wanted to buy.
My daughter came home with a Barbie book, complete with a blond girl beaming out at me, and an actual comb glued to its front cover. A comb that A. wanted badly to use but couldn't get through her hair.
And there you have it: My Ethiopian daughter is in love with the American girl icon.
How do I deal with this?
As soon as I can, I'm hiding that book.