Sunday, August 28, 2011

Path of Destruction

Though Hurricane Irene wreaked havoc at our place, even ripping the roof off our house...
it was no match for the 4 little hurricanes that ripped through our house! FEMA is definitely going to have to send emergency disaster relief.
While it was absolutely too dangerous to drive to church (we are 100% behind the Bishop), we took our chances in the elements out on the driveway. We figured that Irene was no match for the Toads.

We're just grateful that the electricity behaved all day so that we could have a steady stream of comfort food. Mmmmm blueberry buckle, roast, and Pop's chocolate chip cookies.












Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Determination

Abizella has been pestering us for a new bike, a pink one to be exact. Pops had finally had enough so he challenged Abz that she doesn't even know how it ride a bike, what does she need a new one for? So, Abz marched herself outside, grabbed the hand-me-down red bike and peddled down the driveway. Actually, it took her a few attempts, but not many.
Time to pay-up Pops!

Monday, August 22, 2011

Family Pics

Grandma Sandi and Grandpa Bob decided it was time to update the family pic since the grandbaby population has doubled since the last one. We had the pics done at fotofly, and I have to say I have never EVER seen a staff (yes staff) work so hard to make kids cheery. Their studio concept is really innovative too, if you are living in those parts, you should definitely check them out.

This is my favorite. What you can't see is all of the parents hiding around the corner.


The reward. Grandpa took us to a space-age ice cream store where you pick the ingredients, they stir them up, add some liquid nitrogen for an instant freeze and serve it up!
Ice cream was awesome, the show was spectacular!


The Toads are Hikers!

It is a dream come true. My little Toads LOVE to hike.
We had some time to kill and a baby who needed napping one afternoon in Utah. We decided to take a drive up Big Cottonwood Canyon and see the torrential run-off from this year's thaw. When we got up to Silver Lake (the very top of the canyon) 'Lil Chief was asleep and the other Toads wanted to stretch their legs. We decided to wander around a little while Pops and 'Lil Chief chilled in the car.
We're loving that fresh mountain air.

Before I knew it, the kids were galloping as fast as they could down the trail. If you can't tell, Abizella and Tadpole are riding their horses and Superkid is rattling along on his covered wagon.
There were still patches of snow, but our little naked feet were not undeterred.
Superkid continues to prove that he is a regular billy goat...
The other two started to follow him and then thought better of it.
We ended up circumnavigating the whole lake... about 1.5 miles. The kids were cheery and delightful the entire way.
This fueled me with ambition for another hike. We stopped at the visitor's center and chatted with the ranger about some possibilities. He took one look at our band of miniature hikers and recommended Willow Heights. He assured me that it was 1.7 miles round trip and easy for little legs. He did warn me about one short section at the beginning of the hike that was steep for 200-300 feet, where he said the kids would whine for sure. But he assured it me it was mostly a stroll through the aspen.

So we recruited some other troops for the adventure. In all, we had 4 adults and 8 kids under the age of 7 (2 of which had to be carried).
Just so you know, the ranger probably had never done this hike. It was STEEP. We took many opportunities to rest. Surprisingly, the kids did very well. The kids kept egging each other on and racing to the top.
It was especially wonderful to have Glama along. There were may hikes I went on in my youth with Bampa where we would get to a gorgeous look-out and he would say, "Well, here is another view your mother will never see." Boy did she show him!
This is my little hiking buddy, Scooby. He took a little snuggle nap on the return trip.
Our little band of explorers...
Pops and Uncle James corralled the kids in the front of the pack, while Glama and I picked up any stragglers.
Good times, we will be back for sure!



Sunday, August 21, 2011

Sista Time

My sister Nerz suggested a ladies night while we were all together. Pops dropped me off a little early so it started with a little nephew time. Lovin' these boys. Who knew boys could be so cool?
And some chatting time with Tuzy and Nerz.
These are my favorite ladies ever.
Top row: Me, Tuzy, Jenny, Cindy, Mindy (yes, they are twins) and Allyson (my niece)
Front row: Charlene, my Mom, Little Missy (my niece), and Scooby (he was allowed to join the party because he enjoys infant status).

Where IT All Began...

"Cheers!" to the place where the Toad family began.
We always make a pilgrimage to the temple when we are in SLC.

They have been fruitful years since Pops and I stood here 13 years ago...
We of course spent some time running around...
...and generally tearing it up.
Who can resist a water fountain on a HOT July day?

And it was nice to take a moment to reflect...
...and visit old Uncle Joe.

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Every Party Needs A Flag Ceremony

We just can't get enough cousin time. It is a shame to have so many awesome people you are related to, and only get to see them every few years. Seems like a perfectly good waste. Last time we saw little K-Man, he was a new born. Now he is all big kid.
There has been an explosion of grandchildren since we were all together 3 years ago. Here is a big mess of them (minus Cousin Little Missy and Belle).
(rollin' rollin' rollin')
Since we have last seen cousin Mike, he has served a tour of duty in Iraq and become a home owner!
And my sweet Allyson, my vary favorite little girl in the whole world, has grown up and become a college graduate.
Thank heavens Nick has forgotten the "push-over" incident from the first time he met Abz.
Now they are fast friends.
Best buds!
Oh, how I wish we could do this every week.
One of the Phrogbottom's favorite pass-times is sitting on the front lawn watching the sun set. Since we were out here last a new activity has commenced. Bampa got a new flag pole and now there is also a flag ceremony.
Superkid, being the oldest Phrogbottom cousin, got the honor of carrying the flag. All other Phrogbottoms fell in according to age.
And in addition to the Old Spangled Banner, the flag from the mother country, Wales, took its place up the pole.
A sight to behold...
And of course Bampa gave Old Glory a proper salute and lectured the little ones on flag etiquette and respect for our great country.
These are Good Times, right Uncle B?
Ahhh, home sweet home...