A Little Bit Mexican

It is always fun living in a predominately Mexican neighborhood. Yesterday, I took Anna outside to play with some of the little neighbor kids. When one of their mother's came outside for a moment I had a short conversation with her in Spanish. After which one of the children looked at me with a puzzled face and said, "You speak Spanish? You're not Mexican!" Then staring at me thoughtfully he continued, "Oh, you must me a little bit Mexican," then continued playing. I couldn't help but smile and chuckle to myself. I guess I am a little bit Mexican.