nathaniel: (after having a little too much fun with his modeling clay) mamma, doesn't ezra look like an indian girl?
ezra: unsuspecting child, completely amused by his big brothers
me: funny children, get the camera. thinking to myself that i need to explain to these little ones the difference between a hindu girl and an indian one. and also, how is it that a picture in a book showing an indian woman outweighs the image of me that they see every day.