The Pierce Family: Out of the Mouth of Kinsley

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Out of the Mouth of Kinsley

Sitting on Eric's lap on Sunday afternoon...

Eric: Gross Kinsley, your hair stinks! Why does it stink? You took a bath last night.
Kinsley with a serious face whispers: That's because someone tooted in my Sunbeam class and it was stinky.

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Sister Marjorie Hinckley

“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 Schenk’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 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.”