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 kids to scout camp. I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes from mowing Sister Schenck's lawn. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children. I want to be there with a little dirl under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and 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

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Bear Lake

Last summer, when Grandma and Grandpa came up to see us,
we took them to Bear Lake. The girls had a blast splashing
around in the water. After playing in the water and chasing the seagulls,
Grandma and Grandpa treated us to raspberry shakes from the
Quick & Tasty. Yumm! The girls fell asleep with in minutes of driving home.
Poor little things! This year we'll have to try camping!!

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