"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 a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the 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


"None of us come to this earth to gain our worth; we brought it with us."

--Sheri L. Dew

Monday, September 26, 2011

A Conversation with Thaddeus



Yesterday during Sacrament Meeting I had the following conversation with my son. Me whispering, "I love you", no response, again, "I love you", no response, then I whispered, "I love choo choos." a whispered reply, "me too." He was playing with his hot wheels train at the time. I guess I know exactly where his heart is!!
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Carrie said...

Yeah and it looks like a McQueen, right? That is serious. Grant asks me to sing the Cars song to him (the first song that McQueen races to), and he likes to drive his cars around while I sing.

Saturday, November 05, 2011

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