"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails.
I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp.
I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children.
I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden.
I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder.
I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."
— Marjorie Pay Hinckley

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Coloring easter eggs!

I'm glad my mom decided to color Easter eggs with the kids. I wasn't going to do it cause I didn't want to deal with the mess! I'm mean I know! But Hollie really enjoyed it and can't wait to have them in her basket. Trevor just enjoyed peeling the eggs.

1 comment:

The Gargalis family said...

That's what gramas are for! To spoil them and clean up after them...maybe not all the time. But how fun. I bet your mom just loves her cute little grandkids. Can you imagine what it'd be like without your family close?-I hate to imagine it.