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Saturday, April 12, 2008

One for All and All for One

Lol, I love this picture. It just goes to show how much my dad tries to think of ways to have us pose. He told us all to put our hands in the middle and this is what we all thought of. I guess our thoughts all turned to super hero cartoons or something. However you want to think about it, I think we are one heck of a team.




All five of us kids, almost all grown up. Yes, the three of us wore yellow, but not on purpose. It just happened. AND I had my outfit picked out first, but great minds think alike. Also, thanks to my wonderful two inch heals, I wasn't the shortest in the picture. Okay, so i was also standing on my tippy toes as well. But I still wasn't the shortest!





Out of all the pictures I could have choosen, this one looked the best. Well, it would have been better if my dad was smiling, but he was in the other ones. I swear it. But the other pictures, the rest of us were looking other ways or making funny faces, or just doing something out the the norm so majority wins. But I think this goes to show our love for each other. Notice Jarons hand on Logan's shoulder. Ahhhh! <3!


1. O my Father, thou that dwellest In the high and glorious place, When shall I regain thy presence And again behold thy face? In thy holy habitation, Did my spirit once reside? In my first primeval childhood Was I nurtured near thy side?
2. For a wise and glorious purpose Thou hast placed me here on earth And withheld the recollection Of my former friends and birth; Yet ofttimes a secret something Whispered, “You’re a stranger here,”And I felt that I had wandered From a more exalted sphere.
3. I had learned to call thee Father, Thru thy Spirit from on high, But, until the key of knowledge Was restored, I knew not why. In the heav’ns are parents single? No, the thought makes reason stare! Truth is reason; truth eternal Tells me I’ve a mother there.
4. When I leave this frail existence, When I lay this mortal by, Father, Mother, may I meet you In your royal courts on high? Then, at length, when I’ve completed All you sent me forth to do, With your mutual approbation Let me come and dwell with you.

Text: Eliza R. Snow, 1804–1887

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tempe turley said...

Those are really nice pictures. Isn't it interesting getting to know your siblings as adults? (Well, some of them...) :-)

tempe turley said...

Tempe Turley is SCott's blog address, but this is Sara. I can invite you to my blog if you want...it's kind of boring.

Natalie Francis said...

Hey Natalie... I'm so glad to see that you have a blog. I'll be checking back to see all the neat things going on in your life :)