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

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Tree Hunting With The Vick's! (11~28)

Every year the Vick's go up to Little Creek and pick a Christmas tree. Of all the 5 years I've gone, this one was the best! It was so warm! I don't know if it's because we're used to Logan weather or not, but it felt great! The tree that we picked to take back to mom & Dad Vick's was HUGE! It was 12 feet tall and 7 feet across! It took up half of the living room. I think it looked smaller up on the mountain.


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1 comments:

Always, Forever, NO MATTER WHAT said...

That is the biggest fricken tree I have ever seen!!! It looks like a Lee tree. :) It looks like you had a ton of fun.

December 3, 2008 at 3:32 PM  

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