"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

Tuesday, December 16, 2008


This past sturday we had our ward Primary christmas party. we had breakfast and colored pictures for all the missionaries out in our stake, made snowflake ornaments and played a game. Then Santa came in. Trevor is obsessed.

He ran right up to him before he even came all the way in the room. Santa picked him up and went to see all the other kids.
They also had a wall coved in butcher paper to let the kids "write on the wall". Hollie did a good job and drew a big sun.

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