Monday, September 29, 2014

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DAD STENSAAS AND STANLEY

82 years - combined, that is.  Keith's dad and Stanley share a birthday, and today they are 82 together.



With Dad turning 65 this year, we decided that his birthday required an extra special celebration - namely a surprise party with a Swiss Family Robinson Theme (as that has been his all-time favorite movie throughout the years).  Alisha and Mom did a great deal of work, then Matt's family and us showed up on Thursday to help with the final preparations.


We all had a great time, as we always do, and made some precious memories.


We celebrated Stanley's birthday on Friday with the family, but, of course, we still had to make his cake for his actual birthday, right?


After enjoying so many rice crispy cakes through the years, the kids are beginning to run out of new ideas.  Hence, Stanley was quite stumped as to what he wanted for this year's cake.  Me, too.  So, I decided to try something different and ended up with Ice Cream Rice Crispy Pie.



We all agreed that it was very delicious and will be making this again.


So, Happy Birthday, Stanley.  We love you so much!

Saturday, September 27, 2014

19 DOGS AND COUNTING

I am not an animal lover.  I am not an animal hater.  I just tolerate animals.  When I was younger, I had the chore of cleaning up after our dogs and cats.  I guess that is where my non-love for animals began.

Two pregnant dogs

However, living in Uganda, we have always had dogs for security reasons.  My husband loves to play around with the dogs, but when it comes to them giving birth - that is thrown over to my department.

Dixie with nine puppies

For the first time, we had two of our dogs expecting at the same time.  Our large dog gave birth on Wednesday with nine out of the fourteen puppies surviving.  Today our dachshund gave birth to her usual five.  (I may be prejudice, but the dachshunds are so much cuter!)  Hence, we have 19 dogs in our possession right now!

Ann and her five puppies

Actually, the birthing sessions began last week when I was called to help another missionary's dog as she gave birth in their yard, yet they were out of town.  I took our three boys with me, and they were a great help in transferring the puppies to a safer place.  The father is extremely aggressive, so some of us distracted the father while the others helped move the puppies and the mother.

Cleo's puppies

After watching so many births this week, I can with all gladness say - Thank You, Lord, for giving me single births!