How nice

Today, I was walking home with my little host sis. I was deep in thought and not really paying attention to anything when she told me I should smile. "What?" I said, figuring I had misunderstood her. Nope, she told me I'm really beautiful when I smile. Aww. She's seven years old and really asked me to smile so I would look pretty. That made me feel pretty good. She loves how western I look. When she has friends coming over, she asks me to put on my contacts so they can see how blue my eyes are. Hehe. I love it here.