Rest assured that Yoshi was referring to the walls in his living room, and that he is not actually some sort of self-loathing racist. At least, I don’t think he is. That seems a little advanced for four years old.
On a side note, I cannot stand it when young children whine, yell or otherwise act out and then use the justification that they “had a hard day.” No, kid, you didn’t. You played with your friends all morning, took a nap, colored for a while and then went home to have a snack. Oh, and someone saw to all your transportation and nutrition needs throughout. You don’t get to freak out now just because we’re out of Pop-Tarts.
When I worked with at-risk teenagers, we once had to break the news to one of the boys that his brother was in the hospital after catching a stray bullet in a gang dispute. That kid had a bad day; the average elementary schooler is just inconvenienced.
But, for the record, Yoshi wasn’t complaining here. I think he was just practicing putting words together. So he’s off the hook this time.