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, August 18, 2010

Friends


Friends are the Chocolate Chips in the Cookie of Life.
Brennen and his friend Cade after a long day of playing together.
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1 comment:

  1. Melissa PAugust 19, 2010 at 1:56 PM

    That is so sweet! They look like they could be brothers. It is nice when your kids have a good friend.

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