"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
3 comments:
Oh, how funny!!!
How funny...I love the things that come out of kid's mouths (most of the time!) Somehow it seems that when they are angry at you, those sort of cute comments are nowhere to be found!
That is such a cute story! Your kids are getting way too big but they are so adorable.
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