"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

Saturday, April 5, 2008

It was a nice day!

Usually when it's nice outside which latley it has been I will open the door so the kids can go in and out when they want. the other day they were being really quiet so I snuck my head out to spy and they were both sitting on the bench talking to eachother. I got a couple of pictures of them with out knowing But then they caught on and then Hollie got mad.

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