The "Dish" on the Dastrup's: Dad Rocks!

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Dad Rocks!

Happy Father's Day! Jeremy got a great card from Sarah's parents. The front read, "How did we know you'd be such a great son-in-law?" The inside read, "We know how picky she is." Boy, did he laugh!

Allison decided one of her presents would be peanut butter cookies with Hershey kisses on top. She made these on Saturday so that they would be ready for Sunday. Madison apparently decided that Saturday was a good day to give her present to him, too. We had to take a picture of it:

1 comment:

Brett M said...: SO CUTE! I'll have to remember that for next year; June 21, 2009 at 4:15 PM

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Jeremy earned his Bachelor's in Criminal Justice and Sarah earned hers in Child and Family Development. Jeremy spent a total of 13 years with the Army. Jeremy recently graduated with a Master's in International Affairs from American University. He speaks Spanish and Malay. He goes to work at his "dream job" which he's been with for almost 8 years. Sarah taught preschool after her degree and then became a "stay-at-home" mom (yeah, right!). She is the CEO, CFO, COO, CIO, etc. of everything related to the family. This is our ninth house (ID, MO, KY, TX, KY, CA, GA, VA, SG). We are now six: Jeremy, Sarah, Allison, Madison, Parker, and McKenna. We stay busy in Singapore! We like to soak up all the adventures of the places around us and deal with the ones we are given!

When I Die...

"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 Scheneck'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 tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know that I was really here and that I really lived."
-Sister Marjorie Pay Hinckley