In all reality, it is selfish for me to want to protect them like that, because it hurts me to see them hurt. We all grow and mature through trials an hardships, so I know they will have to go through difficult things sometimes- I just pray that it is something that will not kill me in the process. Anyway, the thing I worry about the most is that they just won't like it. That they will be scared or bored or completely illiterate from being home schooled. I grew up reading missionary stories and was always really jealous of missionary kids. Their lives seemed so adventurous and cool. Plus, they always had the best stories. I really pray that my kids love their life in the tribe. As they grow, I have caught a few glimpses that give me hope. They seem to be adventurous little boogers! It may take them a little to get used to something new, but once they do, they are all in! Here are a few pictures of them at a friend of my mom's who invited us over to play on their huge inflatable slide.
(Sorry about the blur, this is before I figured out the "sport" setting on my camera would be best for water slide action, also, it is to encourage my husband to buy me a digital slr)
This is Mae climbing the wall better than she can walk a straight line.
And remember the baby in the excessive amount of flotation devices? This was her 2 days ago in my mom's lake...with no flotation devices...even putting her head under the water. After a tiny heart attack, I was very proud of her!
(I have no idea what setting this is on...again the need for a "real" camera)