"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, April 14, 2009

Sponge curlers

When me and my sister were little my mom would alway braid our hair and put a sponge curler at the bottom. I have some but hollie has always hated when I touch her hair. Well the night before easter i convinced her to let me do it. It didn't turn out too good the next morning but she let me do it. Next time I will probably just do the curlers.

1 comment:

MarkandBec said...

This is totally the way to go! Paige hates it when I do her hair too- but sponge curlers have saved Sunday mornings & photo ops... Melissa & I had curlers in our hair EVERY saturday night forever so Sunday we'd look our best :0)