These are not the greatest pictures, but I just wanted to document that we actually did celebrate Labor Day. We started the day swimming at the Roneys' then we went to the park with our ward for a Labor Day picnic. It was so humid!!
A game of kick ball with the kids and the Bishop.
I guess technically our summer is over. Funny how quickly that went by this year.
"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