My kids have been on a superhero kick lately. Superman this, Wonder Woman that, Captain Underpants underpants (🤦🏾♀️)...you get my drift.
So when they found Marvel Avengers on one of the cartoon channels yesterday (and they were quiet enough for me to think 2 hungover thoughts), I let them immerse themselves in all things bad-ass and high flying. About 10 minutes into the show, the 7 year old shouts, "He's black!" I turned to see Black Panther un-masked and de-briefing the crew on his latest antics.
Confused, I called her over, "Why does it matter that he's black?"
"I just didn't know," she said, "and he's a superhero. That's cool."