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"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

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Blessing

The night before Hollie started pre-school my dad came over to give Hollie a blessing. We always got them growing up and wanted to start the tradition with our kids. A couple of days later in the bath tub Hollie was giving Trevor a blessing. She said bless daddy, mommy trevor and holloie. it was cute.

1 comment:

Sean, Jen and Carson said...

That is so cute! What a great tradition!