Things that make you go hmmmmm

I posted this post on WordPress when I thought I was going to change everything over there then forgot about it when I decided not to move everything.

Ryah woke up early enough and was ready quick enough to walk with me when I walked the other kids to the bus. We are standing at the bottom of the hill waiting for the bus, playing around like usual and Kristina stops mid-jump and says (talking about Ryah) “she doesn’t look like the rest of us.” Pause, in which whole bunches of things go through my mind. While I’m trying to decide what to say she says “she looks like our Mother.”