We are here safe and sound, just a little tired. I will write more when I can think straight.
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Monday, January 16, 2012
Sunday, January 15, 2012
On Our Way to Ukraine
Well as promised Wendy and Christy I am blogging. I thought I better sign in while I have Internet and make sure my password is working. Guess it does. Yay!
Nothing like leaving the Country for six weeks and having a birthday in the same week. Everyone has been super, super nice to me. I leave feeling so loved.
Good thing I checked the tag on our bags. They had the wrong name and were sending them to Denver. That would have been the end of our luggage. Here's to the beginning of our adventure.
Nothing like leaving the Country for six weeks and having a birthday in the same week. Everyone has been super, super nice to me. I leave feeling so loved.
Good thing I checked the tag on our bags. They had the wrong name and were sending them to Denver. That would have been the end of our luggage. Here's to the beginning of our adventure.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Thanks for all the Donations
Shelby, they are making your postcards. They were so cute. We did lots of crafts with the kids and they were a big hit.

One of the three computers that were purchased by donations from our friends. The kids took turns having typing lessons.

Besides the orphanage, we stopped at different villages to give clothes, toys and hygiene kits to the children and families. They would flock around us. The little kids loved it.

Thursday, February 17, 2011
The Beach with the kids
We took the kids to the beach one day. They loved it. None of them had swimming suits but they loved it clothes and all.
The one on the right is Mary's favorite, Jaritza. Morgan is on the left. She is Carlin's daughter, and has been so much fun.

We played volleyball with the kids and flew kites. They hadn't flown kites before and thought they were awesome.




These two were afraid of the water. Donia on the right, rode on my back all day. It was such a blast. I accidently tripped once and we both went under, she came up spluttering. The poor thing. I thought she would be done with me after that, but she laughed and hopped back on.



When they were on the bus ready to go, we gave them the friendship balls we had made. They loved them.
Cindy on the left and one of the teacher's from the orphanage on the right.
After the kids left to go back to the orphanage we ate dinner at a restaurant on the beach. I ordered a fish fillet and this is what I got. Yep, head, tail fins and all.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
The Orphanage
The orphanage we are working with, is about an hour and a half outside of Leon in Nicaragua. It was built on the family property of Sister Paula.
After a devastating hurricane, Sister Paula was in the capital city of Managua helping out and was moved by the suffering of the orphan children on the street. She decided to take some back to her family home outside of Leon. She returned to her 100 year old mother with 7 extra children. Her mother told her it was no problem. Sister Paula attributes this to the fact that her mother had raised 17 children of her own.
The orphanage that started with 7 children grew. Sister Paula has built it into a haven and shelter for children in need.
We are staying in Leon and travel to the orphanage each day to work and play with the kids.
Erika and Dania- Two sisters in the orphanage. They are cuties and so much fun.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Church by Mary
The first day here we went to church we were a big spectacle! 9 Americans walking into a congregation with all native Nicaraugans:) (not to add that we were late)! Amy made friends with Julio who was sitting behind us by having me translate notes and passing them back and forth. That kept her entertained since she couldn't understand what the speakers were saying. We handed out candy to the primary kids and gave bags of clothes to the Relief Society President so that she could pass them out according to those in need. She has been RS president for 9 years! We asked her if she wanted to be released. She said yes, she was starting to have health problems. She told the bishop this, but he said it wasn't his decision it was the Lord's!
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Sara is 12
This is the cake Lena made for Sara's birthday. I left to run errands and asked Lena to bake a cake for Sara. I told her I would help her decorate it when I got home. Imagine my surprise when I came home to this. Those are roses on top with little leaves. I asked her how she made the leaves. She said she found some outside and dipped them in chocolate.

When I asked Sara what she wanted for her birthday, she said she wanted cake in her face. I asked her why and she said she wanted to be like Eli in her birthday picture.

So I complied with her wishes and smashed cake in her face. She loved it!


She wanted her favorite, Chinese food for lunch.

And to go skating with our friends and family.


Sara is such a sweetie and all the little kids adore her. They are constantly crawling all over her and begging for "Sara." She loves it!

At the end of the day she gave me a big hug and kiss and told me thanks for being the nicest mom in the world. She said this was the best birthday of her life.
I feel blessed beyond words to have found this little sweetheart and can't imagine my life without her.
When I asked Sara what she wanted for her birthday, she said she wanted cake in her face. I asked her why and she said she wanted to be like Eli in her birthday picture.

So I complied with her wishes and smashed cake in her face. She loved it!
She wanted her favorite, Chinese food for lunch.
And to go skating with our friends and family.
Sara is such a sweetie and all the little kids adore her. They are constantly crawling all over her and begging for "Sara." She loves it!
At the end of the day she gave me a big hug and kiss and told me thanks for being the nicest mom in the world. She said this was the best birthday of her life.
I feel blessed beyond words to have found this little sweetheart and can't imagine my life without her.
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