When we began the adoption process we were still living in an apartment but we were looking for a house. When we considered where to buy our house we did not want an all Caucasian neighborhood nor did we want a strictly African American neighborhood. We wanted to pick a home that would be ok no matter what race or ethnicity of a child we would adopt would be comfortable in.
We adopted a Caucasian son and a biracial son, who was part Caucasian part African American, as well as their sister who is Caucasian. Because of the fact that we have a family that includes different races we were very careful to make sure the daycare, pediatrician and preschool included a multi-racial blend. We wanted to make sure that the children were neither the only white children nor the only black children. We wanted our children to be raised in a multi-cultural, multi-racial environment. We wanted them to make friends of any race. All three of our children have friends of different races and have no racial biases.
As I have mentioned in previous entries we make it a point not to describe people by their skin color, although it does make identifying a friend of theirs based solely on the description that our kids give us very difficult. For example my daughter Rebecca just came home from Girl Scout camp and when she was telling us about all the friends she had made. When she was describing what the girls looked like she would tell what color their eyes are, their hair if they were tall or short but not once would she say what their skin color was. I just sat there with a proud smile on my face, she got it and she is only eight yet some adults I know still describe people they are talking about by including their skin color.