We have decided to start a cookie-ministry. That's right. Stacie is ridiculously passionate about baking cookies, and upon realizing we have all ingredients available at our disposal, the madness has begun. . . And, AmyRose is also quite fond of baking now as well :) Our first batch was made yesterday, and was a big hit among our Ugandan friends, so we decided to take a few to our dear friend Baka, who owns the small shop in town where we go for soda and chat about the day and our 'program' and whatever God happens to be revealing to us at that time.
After delivering our cookies to Baka and seeing the enormous and gracious grin that resulted, we have decided to bake often, and for many. We plan to bring cookies to the orphans of Abba House, as well as our internet cafe women-friends, as well as anyone else that comes to mind. Also, we will put the verse from Psalms that reads, "Taste and See that the Lord is Good," on the bag in which the cookies are delivered. Hahaha. TASTE--get it ?? :)
In other news, God has been gracious to answer our prayers concerning unity/dissension within the house, and has brought about difficult but rewarding conversation with the 'mother' of the house that has brought a great deal of understanding and unity.
Today we have a meeting with Pastor Kaya and Deborah concerning Abba House, which we trust will go well and we will learn what we need to know and get much accomplished.
WE COOKED OUR FIRST UGANDAN FOOD!!! That's right. Last night we had a cooking lesson with our dear Ivan (our right hand man/body guard), during which we learned how to make Chipotie (sp?). Absolutely amazingly delicious. Upon our return to the States, we plan to make chipotie for each and every one of you faithful 'blog followers.'
Sorry that it takes us a few days in between each blog that we put up. We do appreciate all of you who are patiently awaiting the blogs and the faithful followers who read and respond!! We thank you for your prayers and comments!!
We purchased the Childrens Act which is a book of law that explains all the rights of a child here in Uganda. It has been in law since 1997 but has not been enforced until more recently. With this book, we are going to be able to be well-informed in our meetings when beginning the NGO. Continue to be praying for the process getting the NGO started and what we are supposed to do after this!! We are sooooo excited to be here in Uganda and all that God has already been showing us...
Also be praying that we will actually get some rest at night because here lately we have been waking up every hour and having the craziest dreams ever!! Maybe on our next blog we will expain some of these dreams as they may be quite humorous to the majority of you!!
Friday, January 30, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Diseases, Rain & Beach Bums
Stacie woke up with ridiculous stomach cramps yesterday morning. We think it may have been salminella poisoning from the still-bleeding chicken we ate the night before. We were quite thriled about our very American meal of fried chicken and mashed potatos. But not so thrilled upon realizing that our much-awaited and pined over chicken was in fact, still partially raw, with a texture a bit like that of rubberry leather. YUM.
So Stacie woke up with ridiculously painful stomach cramping and to her dismay, slept until about noon, which apparently was the latest she has slept in, in several years. AmyRose assured her that this was perfectly acceptable since she was, afterall, getting over being poisoned. Later that day AmyRose noticed a rather itchy, irritated spot on her right arm which apparently is none other than Ringworm. Awesome. Most likely this was contracted from her nearest and dearest orphan Dafeen, from Abba House orphanage.
It rained this morning in Uganda. All morning. We love rain. We just don't love rain that lasts for several hours and seems to put all of life on hold. In Uganda when it rains, life as we know it ceases to exist. Appointments are cancelled, outings are assumed to be put on held; everything and everyone stops, until the return of the sun.
Maybe that is how God sees us. Not just Uganda, not just us, I mean Christians. I wonder if active and living faith and service seems to be put on hold until the Son returns. Like we as Christians are in some sort of rainy season, claiming that nothing can really be done now that Jesus isn't actually among us, in flesh. No great miracles are commonplace. No walking on water. No feeding of 5,000. I wonder if that is b/c God just really doesn't want those things to happen anymore, or because it is raining. Because He sees the complacency of our faith and knows our faith has dwindled to the point that these great things simply can no longer be done--bec/ the Son is not in flesh among our midst. Because we fail to recognize the Spirit, who is the same God, is present. . .
Last night we decided to hit up the beach of Entebbe. Our dear friend/3rd partner-in-action/interpreter Ivan had invited us along, and so after or daily trip to the internet cafe, we headed that way. The beach of Entebbe is quite a cultural experience, really. It is like the melting pot of Uganda. There was a ridiculous multitude of Indian men, the local Ugandans, the European business men, the European women, the random American couples with children--and us. While spending the late afternoon on the beach and conversing with Jerry, a catholic priest and missionary to Kenya for the past 40 yrs, and Corrie, a catholic nun in Entebbe, we realized the beach is quite the place to be. And it is not just the place to be b/c it is the beach--b/c after all, we can't get in the water anyway :( We realized that the opportunity to minister there was incredible. There are people of all ages and races and genders and nationalities, gathered together in one place, simply to relax. What better time and place to get to know and minister to people !!!! We ended up spending a few of our last minutes on the beach chasing around some random children, who belonged to a nice young couple, the mother whom Stacie prayed with before our departure.
So thankGod for diseases--as these 'tribulations' will only make us stronger. And thank Him for rain, that we may recognize the Son. And thank Him for beach-bums, as our newest friends and ministry.
So Stacie woke up with ridiculously painful stomach cramping and to her dismay, slept until about noon, which apparently was the latest she has slept in, in several years. AmyRose assured her that this was perfectly acceptable since she was, afterall, getting over being poisoned. Later that day AmyRose noticed a rather itchy, irritated spot on her right arm which apparently is none other than Ringworm. Awesome. Most likely this was contracted from her nearest and dearest orphan Dafeen, from Abba House orphanage.
It rained this morning in Uganda. All morning. We love rain. We just don't love rain that lasts for several hours and seems to put all of life on hold. In Uganda when it rains, life as we know it ceases to exist. Appointments are cancelled, outings are assumed to be put on held; everything and everyone stops, until the return of the sun.
Maybe that is how God sees us. Not just Uganda, not just us, I mean Christians. I wonder if active and living faith and service seems to be put on hold until the Son returns. Like we as Christians are in some sort of rainy season, claiming that nothing can really be done now that Jesus isn't actually among us, in flesh. No great miracles are commonplace. No walking on water. No feeding of 5,000. I wonder if that is b/c God just really doesn't want those things to happen anymore, or because it is raining. Because He sees the complacency of our faith and knows our faith has dwindled to the point that these great things simply can no longer be done--bec/ the Son is not in flesh among our midst. Because we fail to recognize the Spirit, who is the same God, is present. . .
Last night we decided to hit up the beach of Entebbe. Our dear friend/3rd partner-in-action/interpreter Ivan had invited us along, and so after or daily trip to the internet cafe, we headed that way. The beach of Entebbe is quite a cultural experience, really. It is like the melting pot of Uganda. There was a ridiculous multitude of Indian men, the local Ugandans, the European business men, the European women, the random American couples with children--and us. While spending the late afternoon on the beach and conversing with Jerry, a catholic priest and missionary to Kenya for the past 40 yrs, and Corrie, a catholic nun in Entebbe, we realized the beach is quite the place to be. And it is not just the place to be b/c it is the beach--b/c after all, we can't get in the water anyway :( We realized that the opportunity to minister there was incredible. There are people of all ages and races and genders and nationalities, gathered together in one place, simply to relax. What better time and place to get to know and minister to people !!!! We ended up spending a few of our last minutes on the beach chasing around some random children, who belonged to a nice young couple, the mother whom Stacie prayed with before our departure.
So thankGod for diseases--as these 'tribulations' will only make us stronger. And thank Him for rain, that we may recognize the Son. And thank Him for beach-bums, as our newest friends and ministry.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Joys of the Animal Kingdom
One of the unique things about Uganda is the many different animals, specifically birds, that we have run into. There are the "I want to eat your children" birds--the Ugandans say when these birds squawk it sounds as if they are saying, "I WANT TO EAT YOUR CHILDREN!!!" Then there are the adorable little brown birds, that look like sparrows but the size of huming birds and have bright cobalt blue bellies.
Then there are the storks.
From day #1 we have been absolutely blown away by the presence of storks. They are everywhere. And, they are ridiculously large. When on the ground they stand about as tall as the average American 8yr. old child. We were originally very confused as to why the presence of storks even exists in Uganda, as we assumed them to be the type that dwell near oceans--not in countries surrounded by land. However, our dear friend Ivan pointed out they are here due to Lake Victoria. Usually, we are very humored by the storks. We enjoy watching them, perhaps chasing them, and are daily enamored by their ability to sit 12 at a time in a tree without causing the tree to collapse branch by branch beneath their weight. Today, however, we were not so amused by said storks.
Today while walking under stork-infested trees-- the storks decided it was about that time, to take a poo. That's right. We were poo'ed on. By our beloved storks. DIS-GUSTING. So as we sit in the internet cafe which is currently crammed with people meaning we may get kicked off at any given moment, we are covered in bright green bird crap and smell horrendously.
We have also encountered predator-like animal today--called man. Today while at our "spot", which is Baka's store where we purchase soda and sit and chat, Stacie was approached by a very friendly Ugandan man. He took a seat next to her, or facing her rather, straddling the bench and proceeded to profess his undying love for her. Rather, he interrogated her as to why she was wearing a wedding band when she clearly was not married. Stacie insisted over and over again that she indeed is married, and even callaed her 'husband' in the states to prove so. However, the man was unrelentless. Almost in tears, he continued to question, demanding a certificate of marriage. Finally, he gave up the good fight--his very last parting words, in near tears, "I LOVE YOU."
Ohhhhh the joys of Uganda.
On a more spiritual note. . . We are learning much about the power of the Spirit. It is often times that as Christians we tend to ask God for certain characteristics--such as "God, please grant me strength," or peace or endurance or whatever else. It is as if God has all of these qualities and we expect Him to kindly hand them to us in small servings whenever needed. Not so. Because the Holy Spirit lives in us--He indwells us--we ARE those things! We are love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness, self-control, etc. etc. So rather than praying, "God grant me patience. . ." We should instead be asking, "God, please help me to recognize the patience that I already have."
Good stuff :) God is continuing to grow and stretch us both as He slowly reveals His plan and will for our time here in Uganda. It is so exciting to learn of what power we have thru Him /His Spirit!
Thank-You Jesus for storks and crazy men and the power of your Spirit.
Then there are the storks.
From day #1 we have been absolutely blown away by the presence of storks. They are everywhere. And, they are ridiculously large. When on the ground they stand about as tall as the average American 8yr. old child. We were originally very confused as to why the presence of storks even exists in Uganda, as we assumed them to be the type that dwell near oceans--not in countries surrounded by land. However, our dear friend Ivan pointed out they are here due to Lake Victoria. Usually, we are very humored by the storks. We enjoy watching them, perhaps chasing them, and are daily enamored by their ability to sit 12 at a time in a tree without causing the tree to collapse branch by branch beneath their weight. Today, however, we were not so amused by said storks.
Today while walking under stork-infested trees-- the storks decided it was about that time, to take a poo. That's right. We were poo'ed on. By our beloved storks. DIS-GUSTING. So as we sit in the internet cafe which is currently crammed with people meaning we may get kicked off at any given moment, we are covered in bright green bird crap and smell horrendously.
We have also encountered predator-like animal today--called man. Today while at our "spot", which is Baka's store where we purchase soda and sit and chat, Stacie was approached by a very friendly Ugandan man. He took a seat next to her, or facing her rather, straddling the bench and proceeded to profess his undying love for her. Rather, he interrogated her as to why she was wearing a wedding band when she clearly was not married. Stacie insisted over and over again that she indeed is married, and even callaed her 'husband' in the states to prove so. However, the man was unrelentless. Almost in tears, he continued to question, demanding a certificate of marriage. Finally, he gave up the good fight--his very last parting words, in near tears, "I LOVE YOU."
Ohhhhh the joys of Uganda.
On a more spiritual note. . . We are learning much about the power of the Spirit. It is often times that as Christians we tend to ask God for certain characteristics--such as "God, please grant me strength," or peace or endurance or whatever else. It is as if God has all of these qualities and we expect Him to kindly hand them to us in small servings whenever needed. Not so. Because the Holy Spirit lives in us--He indwells us--we ARE those things! We are love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness, self-control, etc. etc. So rather than praying, "God grant me patience. . ." We should instead be asking, "God, please help me to recognize the patience that I already have."
Good stuff :) God is continuing to grow and stretch us both as He slowly reveals His plan and will for our time here in Uganda. It is so exciting to learn of what power we have thru Him /His Spirit!
Thank-You Jesus for storks and crazy men and the power of your Spirit.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Come here you rich white person!!
Living in Uganda is very different from living in the United States. Reason #1 being there is only one season. Locals say that there are two seasons, a wet season and a dry season. But being from a country that has four distinct seasons, it is difficult to distinguish between the two seasons and we like to just call the one season HOT. Because that is just what it is...HOT. However, even with it being dreadfully hot, there is always a very nice cool breeze so we rarely ever sweat. Not sweating is definately positive about the breeze, the downside of that is when we are wearing a shirt without sleeves, we get burnt easily without realizing that we are burning. And that is what has happened, we are very burnt, so pray for healing of the burns!!!
Reason #2 for it being different is that you walk outside of your house and clap your hands and a "boda, boda" (which is a little mo-ped type bike) comes flying down the street knocking down all the other drivers who are trying to come up to you. These nifty drivers will get you to point A to point B in no time...but you gotta watch out because they like to raise the prices at times.
Reason #3 is that everywere we go, we are noticed. We mean we know we are good looking and all, haha, but seriously, the whole town stops and stares. Often times they hollar out Oh-lee-oh-tee-ya Mzungu. Translation- "How are you rich white person" Our response being Jhen-dee Moo-doo-gah-voo. Translation "Very fine you black person" We think that it may be offensive to call them black people, but who gives them right to call us rich white people :-)
AmyRose is going to get hit by a vehicle sometime soon. Which isn't good because Stacie says that she needs to walk faster because if she gets hit, we are not paying for it and if a leg is broken, we will just have to tape it up with our first aid kit. AmyRose thinks that is ridiculous. :-)
We are registering as an NGO tomorrow. It will be really nice because then we can start on the orphanage. We have found a house that is huge. It has nine bedrooms, three bathrooms, a huge dining area and a servants quarters hooked onto the house. It has rich soil for growing crops and a nice yard for play. It has a three car garage that could be turned into a three room school-the garage is HUGE!! The house is also on the beach side and if the house is purchased than we would have part of the beach property as well. This would be perfect for the future because if you have beach property than you can set up a buisiness on the property and teach the orphans how to run a buisiness as they get older in the orphanage. We feel like God is giving us big plans. So be praying for these plans. The total cost of the house is going for $355,000...so be praying that the funds will come in if that is what the Lord is wanting. We feel like it is since we are really not cool enough to come up with all that God has put on our hearts. Thank you again for all of your support..without it, it would have been difficult getting here!! love you all!!
Reason #2 for it being different is that you walk outside of your house and clap your hands and a "boda, boda" (which is a little mo-ped type bike) comes flying down the street knocking down all the other drivers who are trying to come up to you. These nifty drivers will get you to point A to point B in no time...but you gotta watch out because they like to raise the prices at times.
Reason #3 is that everywere we go, we are noticed. We mean we know we are good looking and all, haha, but seriously, the whole town stops and stares. Often times they hollar out Oh-lee-oh-tee-ya Mzungu. Translation- "How are you rich white person" Our response being Jhen-dee Moo-doo-gah-voo. Translation "Very fine you black person" We think that it may be offensive to call them black people, but who gives them right to call us rich white people :-)
AmyRose is going to get hit by a vehicle sometime soon. Which isn't good because Stacie says that she needs to walk faster because if she gets hit, we are not paying for it and if a leg is broken, we will just have to tape it up with our first aid kit. AmyRose thinks that is ridiculous. :-)
We are registering as an NGO tomorrow. It will be really nice because then we can start on the orphanage. We have found a house that is huge. It has nine bedrooms, three bathrooms, a huge dining area and a servants quarters hooked onto the house. It has rich soil for growing crops and a nice yard for play. It has a three car garage that could be turned into a three room school-the garage is HUGE!! The house is also on the beach side and if the house is purchased than we would have part of the beach property as well. This would be perfect for the future because if you have beach property than you can set up a buisiness on the property and teach the orphans how to run a buisiness as they get older in the orphanage. We feel like God is giving us big plans. So be praying for these plans. The total cost of the house is going for $355,000...so be praying that the funds will come in if that is what the Lord is wanting. We feel like it is since we are really not cool enough to come up with all that God has put on our hearts. Thank you again for all of your support..without it, it would have been difficult getting here!! love you all!!
Friday, January 16, 2009
Worst Day ever in Uganda
So after today, we litterally wanted to pull our hair out.
Okay so the reason for this terrible attitude is we got our hair braided today. We sat through 12 hours of intense braiding and weaving only to find that it is not finished and we have to go through 6 more hours the next day. What we thought was only going to take about 6-8 hours is now taking almost twenty!! :-)
Stacie got hers braided in tiny braids which was not very painful because they are braids. She sat listening to nothing but the hair stylists speaking in Lugandan, not having anything to eat so she was starving, from 8 in the morning until 7 at night....just sitting. Then the stylist had her tilt her head back the opposite direction it is supposed to go so for 45 MINUTES!!! Just so that she could get the top part finished. Joan, I am sooooo sorry for what you have to go through. I will never sit through that again.
AmyRose on the other hand, sat from 9 in the morning until 9 in the evening, getting her hair twisted. It was super painful because they only twist seven strands of hair in with the weave and so basically it feels like you are getting all of your hairs plucked from your scalp. Then around lunch time they offer food which was amazing since the granola bar she packed with her got forcefully shared with everyone else in the room once she busted it out. So she looked at what it was and was so thankful. Pork. She popped it in her mouth and realized the texture was awfully chewy and tough. Oh it was not pork, but Cow intestine. She kept praying, Lord do not let me gag.
The hardest part about the whole situation is that we were not able to be together. We had to be in different salons so we had no idea what the other person was doing or how each other were feeling. Since we have been here, we have had it pretty good so far. Everything has worked out well and and we have had really good food and have been living well. After discussing how terrible it was today we realized that we are not always going to have it good...which is good because we learn the most in difficult situations and if sitting through hours of getting our hair...then I think we are going to survive!!
Okay so the reason for this terrible attitude is we got our hair braided today. We sat through 12 hours of intense braiding and weaving only to find that it is not finished and we have to go through 6 more hours the next day. What we thought was only going to take about 6-8 hours is now taking almost twenty!! :-)
Stacie got hers braided in tiny braids which was not very painful because they are braids. She sat listening to nothing but the hair stylists speaking in Lugandan, not having anything to eat so she was starving, from 8 in the morning until 7 at night....just sitting. Then the stylist had her tilt her head back the opposite direction it is supposed to go so for 45 MINUTES!!! Just so that she could get the top part finished. Joan, I am sooooo sorry for what you have to go through. I will never sit through that again.
AmyRose on the other hand, sat from 9 in the morning until 9 in the evening, getting her hair twisted. It was super painful because they only twist seven strands of hair in with the weave and so basically it feels like you are getting all of your hairs plucked from your scalp. Then around lunch time they offer food which was amazing since the granola bar she packed with her got forcefully shared with everyone else in the room once she busted it out. So she looked at what it was and was so thankful. Pork. She popped it in her mouth and realized the texture was awfully chewy and tough. Oh it was not pork, but Cow intestine. She kept praying, Lord do not let me gag.
The hardest part about the whole situation is that we were not able to be together. We had to be in different salons so we had no idea what the other person was doing or how each other were feeling. Since we have been here, we have had it pretty good so far. Everything has worked out well and and we have had really good food and have been living well. After discussing how terrible it was today we realized that we are not always going to have it good...which is good because we learn the most in difficult situations and if sitting through hours of getting our hair...then I think we are going to survive!!
A Phenomenal Painting Party Project!!
Okay so we have painted the rooms of Abba House!!! It was a lot of fun and a lot more work than we thought it was going to be but from the smiling and appreciative faces of all the kids, well worth all the hard work!!
First off, even though Stacie said that she had painted before, the only thing she has ever painted was a piece of pottery...That's right she had no idea how to paint...but it was her idea to paint the rooms at Abba. AmyRose, on the other hand, had painted several houses so Stacie thought that with AmyRose experience and Stacie's confidence, that they could get it done in no time.
The walls are lime stone. So we couldn't just start painting like we thought in the first place. We had to sandpaper all the walls which took forever because we were given a 6"by6" piece of sandpaper to use. The limestone was going everywhere and making it difficult to breathe and see. But after 5 hours of sanding, we were able to apply the undercoat. We applied the undercoat and then left for it to dry. The next day we went to paint. We chose light blue for the rooms and as we were applying it, we laid down newspaper for it to drip onto that way it wouldn't get everywhere. Well they kids kept walking on the newspaper and trailing little blue footprints everywhere, so we trashed the newspaper and now have light blue cement floors as well as walls. :-)
A two day project has now turned into a two week project...but this is Africa. You can never get anything done in what we would think and efficient amount of time...
Which leads me to the next blog...
First off, even though Stacie said that she had painted before, the only thing she has ever painted was a piece of pottery...That's right she had no idea how to paint...but it was her idea to paint the rooms at Abba. AmyRose, on the other hand, had painted several houses so Stacie thought that with AmyRose experience and Stacie's confidence, that they could get it done in no time.
The walls are lime stone. So we couldn't just start painting like we thought in the first place. We had to sandpaper all the walls which took forever because we were given a 6"by6" piece of sandpaper to use. The limestone was going everywhere and making it difficult to breathe and see. But after 5 hours of sanding, we were able to apply the undercoat. We applied the undercoat and then left for it to dry. The next day we went to paint. We chose light blue for the rooms and as we were applying it, we laid down newspaper for it to drip onto that way it wouldn't get everywhere. Well they kids kept walking on the newspaper and trailing little blue footprints everywhere, so we trashed the newspaper and now have light blue cement floors as well as walls. :-)
A two day project has now turned into a two week project...but this is Africa. You can never get anything done in what we would think and efficient amount of time...
Which leads me to the next blog...
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
"Nakabuye and Muhumuza"
AmyRose had her first experience with Ugandan food. What she tried was a tasteless potato-like yellow blob called Matookie-(Muh-toe-key) They eat it with everything. She was not so much a fan of it. But choked down as much as she could stomach so that she wouldn't offend the ones who were offering it to her...
AmyRose now has a ugandan name called Muhumuza...meaning Comforter. Stacie is actually quite sad because she has found that the meaning of Nakabuye, her Ugandan name is in the line of "Enchima" which is monkey in Luganda... However, they did inform her that it was a wonderful name and is respected. :-)
We went to visit Abba house on Saturday. For those of you who are unfamiliar with Abba House, a few of our friends came to Uganda in July of 2008 under an organization called House of Friends and built the foundation for an orphanage. The orphanage, Abba House, is now complete and is housing 29 children. The children heard that we were coming about two weeks in advance and they had been anxiously awaiting our arrival. We had taken with us a bag full of "sweeties" which were tootsie roll pops (Thank you very much Cynthia for all the candy donations...they are being used well :-)) and smarties and the sweeties were devoured instantly.
While visiting Abba, we both felt like we should do a project there. So we have decided to paint all the inside walls of the house. There are three rooms for the children, one room for the aunties, a storage room and then a living room. We are really excited to begin getting hands-on and start painting.
FYI Harry, Reuben, Bethany, Emma, and Johanna...You all have left an everlasting impression on these kids because they are ALWAYS asking about you and asking when you are coming back!! Johanna, they kids have named their dolls after you :-)
Well I guess that is all for now...Hope you have an awesome time back at home and keep us in your prayers!!
AmyRose now has a ugandan name called Muhumuza...meaning Comforter. Stacie is actually quite sad because she has found that the meaning of Nakabuye, her Ugandan name is in the line of "Enchima" which is monkey in Luganda... However, they did inform her that it was a wonderful name and is respected. :-)
We went to visit Abba house on Saturday. For those of you who are unfamiliar with Abba House, a few of our friends came to Uganda in July of 2008 under an organization called House of Friends and built the foundation for an orphanage. The orphanage, Abba House, is now complete and is housing 29 children. The children heard that we were coming about two weeks in advance and they had been anxiously awaiting our arrival. We had taken with us a bag full of "sweeties" which were tootsie roll pops (Thank you very much Cynthia for all the candy donations...they are being used well :-)) and smarties and the sweeties were devoured instantly.
While visiting Abba, we both felt like we should do a project there. So we have decided to paint all the inside walls of the house. There are three rooms for the children, one room for the aunties, a storage room and then a living room. We are really excited to begin getting hands-on and start painting.
FYI Harry, Reuben, Bethany, Emma, and Johanna...You all have left an everlasting impression on these kids because they are ALWAYS asking about you and asking when you are coming back!! Johanna, they kids have named their dolls after you :-)
Well I guess that is all for now...Hope you have an awesome time back at home and keep us in your prayers!!
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