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~

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Cambree 6 months

My baby is growing up too fast! She is now 6 month old and is full of personality. She is rolling over and sitting up. And of course her first word is DAD! Grrr. Every one of my kids says dad first. We love this baby girl!

1 comment:

  1. I love that girl! She is so stinkin cute i cant even stand it!! I wish we lived closer!