Mom's Letters: My growing up girl

Saturday, March 21, 2009

My growing up girl

When I get pictures back like this, I find myself staring at them and wondering where the time has gone. My pretty little girl is growing up so fast! Ashley holds a special spot in our family because she is our only girl. She adds color and emotion and compassion and beauty to our home, like only a daughter/sister can! I love her so much!

3 comments:

Blake Hillstead said...: Ashley is growing up! And she is a pretty as ever!! We miss you Ash!
Ali and Blake; March 23, 2009 at 8:09 AM
Cheryl said...: so pretty! And also... just saw you had a birthday via Jill's blog. happy day! Glad you got to have some fun! You are a great person and I'm glad I know you. Please still come to our park after you've abandoned us!; March 23, 2009 at 1:52 PM
The Young Family Inc. said...: She is the CUTEST thing ever! How special to have such a sweet little girl in your world. Lucky.; March 25, 2009 at 1:58 PM

Mom's Favorite Quotes

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

"The biggest mistake I made [as a parent] is the one that most of us make....I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of [my three children] sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages six, four, and one. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less."

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Saturday, March 21, 2009

My growing up girl

3 comments: