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, June 10, 2009

Zion Canyon


The girls loved riding on the shuttle

We hiked up to the Emerald Pools. At the second pool, Anthony and I took a wrong turn and ended up 30 minutes off the route. Everyone was a ways ahead of us because our family went in flip flops, we won't be doing that ever again, and we had NO idea where we were going. Anth was pretty mad that nobody stayed back with us. Especially when we took the wrong turn because that's how people get lost. It's a good thing I had the feeling we needed to turn back, who knows where the path would have taken us.


Zion Canyon is sooo pretty

Alyssa fell asleep
a happy little squirrel we found on the hike down
All of the Vick family that went

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1 comments:

Elder Larkin said...

what a great photo of zion!

June 11, 2009 at 10:09 PM  

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