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 the kids to scout camp. I want there to be 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~

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Cambree 3 months

So I have tons of stuff to catch up on, so I will try and do it a little at a time. This is my baby at three months old. She is getting so big. She smiles so much and even laughs a little. She is the only baby I have had who will just smile spontaniously at this age. She is such a happy girl and a good girl, although she likes to be held rather than laid down. We love this little chubby bunny!

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