Some updated photos of my Leones boys from my travels back :) "I can put you to work full-time in America, too," These words were some of the last ones I wrote in my closing blog when I returned to the states almost exactly two and a half years ago. As I was squeezed into a small seat on the plane back to America, questioning how I could serve God as fully while in nursing school, as I had as a full-time international missionary, these words were impressed in my mind. Lookin

A group picture with Graciana, one of the older girls in the Harding house “I need you to swallow this without chewing it ok?” 3-year-old...

Soledad on Children's Day “It would be better to have internal pins but we can’t do that here…” The trauma doctor at the hospital in our...

Otto and Me The title of this blog has a lot of variety. So does this blog! It's been a full week and an exciting one. Wednesday morning...

Me and my little boys Cold. That word has a very different definition than it did to me seven months ago! Cold would have meant 30-40...

New group picture with Josy! Music is one of the things that allows me to relax at Familia Feliz. Whether it's listening to country music...

Some weeks are pretty typical. A little more consistent, less ups and downs. They're few and far between, but nice! This week was one of...

My boys "Sierra???" I was standing upstairs in the clinic when I heard Elizabeth's voice floating up from downstairs. It didn't sound...

Emil and Carlo Copoazu is a very common fruit here in Bolivia. It looks and feels a bit like a jackfruit but tastes a little like a...

Marcitos I was walking into the Harding house when a little 3-year-old came running up to me. "Teacher, I have a headache. AND I've...

Saying goodbye to our van “Why isn’t she at a doctor’s office?” The question came from a frightened girl who was watching me care for her...

"Teacher! Teacher! Teacher!" The shouts came from about 30 little children. Hermano Juan let us out of the back of Familia Feliz's dump...

Friday morning, I woke up to the sound of excited little boys sliding down the banister. I rolled out of my hammock and looked into...

"I'll take the backpack," said Angel. "Ok," I replied as I handed over Carlo's backpack full of our picnic lunch. We were 3 miles into a...

It has been a long time since I last wrote! So much has happened. Last Monday, mine and Katie-Jane's families flew into Rurrenabaque. We...

From parenting, to vacationing, to government paperwork, to babies with Roseola, this week has had it all! Last Friday was a bit...

The road through campus I’m writing this in a different environment than usual! Instead of being in town on a day off, I’m sitting in the...

Never have two consecutive weeks been so polar opposite! This week has been a blessed respite from the busyness. I finished last Thursday...

“What are we going to do if the escaped prisoners actually show up?” One of the student missionaries nervously asked. “Well,” said...

“Ok Jose, where do you normally hang your wet clothes?” I asked the little guy who stood in front of me, dripping clothes in hand....