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

Sunday, May 10, 2009

The Crib

A few weeks ago we decided that Alyssa was getting a little to big to be in the bassinet so we started putting her in the crib. She did really well for two nights and then came down with a cold so we brought her back into our room. I have been putting her in the crib for naps though because as soon as she's over her snotty, stuffy nose it's back to the crib for her!

Alyssa's first time sleeping in the crib

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2 comments:

Always, Forever, NO MATTER WHAT said...

What a sweet little angel.

May 10, 2009 at 3:49 PM  
Elder Larkin said...

That's a great idea! I always had my kids in their crib, even when they were in our room. I never used a basinet. We never had any problems with them wanting to be in their own bed because that's all they knew. It was always kinda hard for me to put them in their own room though. THEY didn't seem to care but I did...it just meant they were growing up.

May 10, 2009 at 6:14 PM  

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