When I’m out and about with my girl, and we see Asian mothers and daughters laughing, eating or picking out soccer cleats, it gives me a pang. I don’t look like my beautiful daughter, with her shiny black hair, amber skin, and eyes shaped like marquise gemstones. But I have to remind myself we are alike in other ways. I am Polish, Dutch, Scottish and German by birth and Swiss/German Mennonite by upbringing. I didn’t really look like my parents, but then again, I wasn’t a different race, either. Phoebe is Korean, and I am a Chex Mix of Caucasian lineages.