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~

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Dad's in Charge?


This is what happens when Dad is in charge and he falls asleep!
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2 comments:

  1. Nicole NybergMay 5, 2010 at 7:28 AM

    That is so cute. I love how they are shh-ing each other because dad is sleeping. LOL!

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  2. Melissa PMay 22, 2010 at 8:48 PM

    That is awesome! I think it is pretty creative of your kids. At least they weren't messing up the house somewhere.

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