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, April 17, 2013

going to grandma vick's.

We come out to Hurricane often. To say the least. But for some reason, the sky was extra beautiful this time. Maybe it's because there was a storm rolling through. I truly love living in southern Utah. We have some of the prettiest landscape.



The girls love to shoot hoops with their Dad.


Ashlynn was really doing a great job! She made a basket several times!





Anthony helped Alyssa and Hailey make a few too.



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