A few months ago, we decided to put our kids in Peruvian Christian school.
That isn’t a sentence I thought I’d be typing, we were homeschooling our kids while on the mission field, and things were going well.
But over the last few months we started realizing that despite Jeremiah being in soccer a few days a week, and having a few little friends at church, he was just not picking up Spanish the way we had hoped he would have by now. In fact, he wasn’
t really leaving the house that often (when your mom is a homebody, you end up being a homebody). One of the things I was really worried about was that Jeremiah, and the other two, were going to grow up and look back on their childhood and not feel like Arequipa was ever their home...