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~

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Tyson's Birthday


Much to my dismay, Tyson has had another birthday. I say to my dismay, because as much as I love birthdays (a lot) I hate the fact that my kids are getting older. He turned 7 on March 8th. Of course his birthday this year was all about Indiana Jones.

These are the cupcakes I made for his class. I got the labels from a lemon squeezy home

Opening presents. He wanted a CD player so he got that along with a CD, some legos, and an official Indiana Jones satchel.

His Indiana Jones cake. It is supposed to be the bridge scene from Temple Of Doom (which is his favorite Indy film).

Blowing out all 7 candles. I am so proud of my Tyson. He is such a smart kid, always at the top of his class in reading and math. He is also very kind and polite. He loves Indiana Jones, Legos, Star Wars, and playing the Wii. He is such a big help to me and his dad, and we are so glad to have him a part of our family
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