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

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

A day with Grandma Vick

One of the days we were in St. George Grandma Vick took her 7 Vick grand daughters out on the town. First we went shopping. She let each of the girls pick out an outfit of their very own. They thought this was so cool. Then we went to McDonalds and headed to the park.
Rebekah
Emilee

Ashlynn is crying because I told her not to get in the baby swing, and if she did, I wouldn't get her out. She sat in there for quite a while. (I'm so mean)
Grandma Vick and Audrey
Alyssa

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1 comments:

Elder Larkin said...

The picture of Ashlynn made me and bryce laugh so hard. yep you're so mean! And the one of alyssa is sooooo cute!

June 11, 2009 at 9:59 PM  

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