The kids here loved my family. They got to help me some and see what ministry is like here. Kaleb helped lead a Bible study in the village, and Mom told a Bible story to these kids at one of our storying groups. All the Ugandans thought my brother was very tall, my mother (Mamma Kari as they said) was young and resembled me, and my dad received great respect due to his gray hair as they called him 'omuzei'.