Look Miss Rachael!

Arriving to therapy one morning, my funniest patient (who is African American) walks in the door with T-Rex like steps. With each dramatic step he takes, there is a white cloud billowing out of his shoes up to his knees. He T-Rex stomps up to me, stops within a few feet and with one hand on his hip, and one leg stretch out in front of him, he points to his powder covered legs and exclaims, "Look Miss Rachael! I'm turning into a white boy!" His mom later explained, he had filled his shoes up with baby powder that morning.