Who’s Your Mother?

Age is such a hard thing to judge. Lisa was substituting at an elementary school when one of the younger teachers upon hearing her name, asked if she was Gunnar’s sister. Of course though when we did visit her real sister out in Utah last year (while she was a missionary on Temple Square), the other missionaries all assumed we were her parents. But that is not the point of this post, rather I went to Atlanta a few weeks ago for work and while there I stayed at my sister’s placed and assisted in the ordination to the Priesthood of her son. While at her church a woman asked if I was her son, and we are only a little over 5 years apart.