A few days ago I gave Paige a picture of her new Ethiopian brother and sister to have for her very own. She was very excited, and yet, she kept looking at the pictures a little skeptically.

I asked her what was wrong.

She very seriously stated to me that she did not think that this could be her baby sister.

Why, I asked?

Well, my sister is suppose to be brown and this sister is peach colored.

I almost fell off my chair laughing.

You see, our children are not real dark. I hadn't really thought about this fact but obviously Paige was concerned.

I explained to her that people in Ethiopia have all different shades of skin. Some of the people have darker skin and some lighter. Her sister just happened to be lighter.

She still wasn't so sure, but then I told her I was sure that this was the sister God was sending her.

She seemed fine after that.

Yesterday during the P.E. class she goes to on Thursday mornings I heard her talking to one of the little boys in the class.

"Do you remember I told you about my new brown skinned sister that is going to come and live with me?"

"Oh, yeah", said the boy.

"Well", said Paige "She isn't brown anymore, now she is peach."

"Cool" said the little boy, seeming to understand exactly what she was saying.

And off they ran to play on the swings.

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