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, March 30, 2010

Flying Kites.

Grandma Vick gave all of the grand kids kites.
Anthony finally had some time, so we took the girls out and flew them today.

Ashlynn...
and her kite.

Hailey...
and her kite.
Alyssa wanted to come outside really bad but the wind was to cold.
Plus, all she likes to do is run out in the road!
So Anthony had her up in the window sill where she could watch.

Thanks Grandma Vick!

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3 comments:

kate said...

Fun! I love flying kites. It's the best stress reliever!

March 30, 2010 at 4:53 PM  
Anonymous said...

I love that picture of Allysa! I love her little smile.
bRRR! It looks too cold to be outside. ~Cindy

March 31, 2010 at 10:46 AM  
Always, Forever, NO MATTER WHAT said...

Flying kite is so much fun! I bought Treigh a big kite for Easter. Can't wait to get it up in the air.

April 2, 2010 at 9:46 PM  

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