Little Friends

I just checked my email and found this little note in my inbox:

Dear Ryen,

I miss you.

I sit with Emma on the bus now.

Love,
Samantha

When we were staying with Caity and Joel, a family moved in across the street with a little girl Ryen's age and a little girl who was Madelyn's age. They became fast friends. Every day Ryen would hop off the bus, run to the door, and before I could ask about her day or barely get a word out, she would blurt, "Can I go over to Samantha's house?" It's cool to me how it is so easy for Ryen to make friends. She is already tight with her new pals at school and church. What can I say? She's our social butterfly!

{This photo was in the email. We were in the middle of moving when Samantha's mom snapped this across the street. Speaking of snapping... Don't you love how Ryen's pants are unsnapped? Silly girl. I love it!}