"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

Thursday, September 26, 2013

Baby's Memory

Yesterday Madelyn had to get 2 immunizations.  The nurse was really nice and gave her 2 stickers afterward.  Today when we got into the car after an errand she was kinda mad at me and I saw one of the stickers on the floor so I grabbed it and handed it to her.  She automatically started making this sad sound and pointed to her legs.  :(  I know she won't remember forever, but it made me a little sad for her!
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