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, November 30, 2010

Jazz vs Hornets


We were lucky enough to get to go to the Jazz vs Hornets game the night before Thanksgiving. We were clear up at the top, but the kids don't seem to care! They love going to the game and they all have fun yelling and cheering for the Jazz! The team played awesome and beat New Orleans 105 - 87. We love it when they win!
It was fun to take Grandpa and Grandma Guymon with us and even Cambree got into it! If we said, "bad call" she would ball up her fists and make an angry face! It was cute!


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