Christmas is Coming...

...and to avoid all confusion, I am posting the assignments for the Christmas swap (remember we are now on a rotating schedule).

Charlene buys for Missy's family

James buys for Steve's family

Missy buys for Mindy's family

Steve buys for Cindy's family

Mindy buys for Jenny's family

Cindy buys for Brian's family

Jenny buys for Charlene's family

Brian buys for James' family

Happy Shopping!

Gobble, Gobble, Gobble!

If April showers bring May flowers.... What do May flowers bring?...... Pilgrims!

Happy Thanksgiving from the Keddingtons! Love you all!

P.S. See this clip:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BnhVlusTBG8

Soundtrack to my youth

When someone asks me about my childhood the first thing that comes to my mind is not of butterknives whizzing past my head thrown by a loving sibling, I dont think of marching in every parade in the world, I dont think family dinners where we laughed so hard we couldnt even pray, all good memories but the memories that stick out in my head and the fondest are the long Sunday drives listening to classical music. Going to Park City was always my favorite ride with Mom and Dad but we would go everywhere, ghost towns, downtown Salt Lake or a ride up the canyon but we sure did spend a lot of time looking at other peoples homes as well.

Dad always had control of the music and there were never any questions but Im sure there were complaints but I never complained when Dad would pop in Wynton Marsalis. I loved it. One album/song in particular #4 of the list canon for 3 trumpets listen here: http://music.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=music.artistalbums&artistid=10100861&ap=0&albumid=8080611

Tonight I signed up for itunes in hopes to find this number which I have been on the search for years. I actually found it on myspace music. I listen to this and Im instantly back in the silver van sitting between Mom and Dad going for a nice long drive aimlessly.

Thanks Mom and Dad for the fond memories!

Glama and The Boys Millcreek Adventure

Well the weather man says this coming Wednesday our wonderful summer weather will abruptly come to an end. So to take advantage of our almost 90 degree weather, The Boys and I decided to hit McD0nalds and have a picnic up Millcreek Canyon. The original plan was to have Bampa come with us and we would have a hot dog roast....too much work for the three of us, so
Micky D's worked fine.

I was amazed how little the colors had changed in the picnic grounds. After our delightful lunch, we "scouted" out all the way up the river and then back down again way past our picnic area. It was unusually quiet for Millcreek. The area belonged to us and one lone fisherman. Ashie took the lead on our adventure and showed us the way to go. Hayhay was happy to lag behind picking up rocks as he went.

This is the first trip into our "Fall Science Discovery Project". We will head up the canyon again in a couple of weeks to see how the leaves in the canyon have changed. I am not too sure if the boys will be too interested, but we will go again to talk about the different colors, the leaves that have fallen and how the weather feels. We should be able to tromp in the fallen leaves as we venture up along the side of the river again.

We live so close to the mountains, why don't we go up more often?

Off To a New Adventure

I wrote this Sunday and published it...it keeps disappearing from Phrogbottoms...Now I know why I do not blog...It is tooooo complicated. This is the 4th time I have tried to post this blog. Wish me luck....Here it goes again!

This morning Bampa and I took Grandma Jo, Nerseyfers and the K-Man to the airport to fly off to Nersey's latest and greatest adventure. Buckley was sent ahead to ride down with Cookie Monster. Nersey speculated having Buckley on the road would assure she did not change her mind at the last minute. He was bit of a hostage. Grandma Jo was there to make sure Nersey and the K-Man got onto the plane. Actually, Nersey was lucky enough to have Grandma Jo to help with the K-Man during the flight. Grandma Jo knows all the ins and outs of flying and provided valuable information for the trek.


We are going to miss you Nersey, your fun quick wit, your leaving cupboard doors open, your imagination to make any event fun, your special cupcakes and your sweet, smiling, good natured son. Yes, I am going to miss Buckley too. It is a good thing he had the one redeemable quality of being so lovable and patient with children. I will miss you making dinner on Tuesday night. It was made me feel like a Princess to come home and not have to make dinner that night. Thank you to all of the Cookie Monster's family for sharing more than the last year with us. We have been blessed to have you in our home. We love you and will miss you all, more than you will know.


Now you are off to a new adventure! It will be grand. Grandma Jo will take good care of you, just as you will take good care of her while Burton is off in Afghanistan. I'll add San Antonio to my Southwest "Ding" list and maybe it won't be long before you can show Bampa and me the River Walk.

AAhhhh....Lake Powell

I love going to Lake Powell.

Uncle D and Aunt C always make the best host and hostess'. The weather was perfect; the cuisine was amazing, the company the best! Here are some highlights:

Re-connecting with my mermaid soul....someday I will actually learn to swim, I discovered my Mojo....I was born to ride wave runners!

Best food in town....cooked by the best chef...steak, salmon and Uncle D. burgers....yum!

The "Boys"...... out for fun!

Uncle D. brought us back a surprise gift from his early morning walk. He was carefully folded up in Uncle D's shirt for safe delivery to the boat. Tadpole would think this little critter was pretty cool.... (Do you remember the summer evening Steve, Mindurs & Cyncha found a tarantula in the drive way...then sprayed painted it orange? A terrible waste of a very good specimen. The little guy would have made a great addition to our "freezer" collection.)

Uncle D carefully placed this little guy on a rock after he brought him back to the boat...I think he just died shortly before Uncle D found him. He was still pliable for the viewing. We skipped the funeral.

Thanks for a great trip. We had a great time!

This is Glama's Kind of Kid

This morning I was laying on the floor doing sit-ups when Tadpole appeared over me pinching something in his fingers saying, "Look Mom! Bug" ...only not quite so clearly because he had to say it a few times and dangle said bug inches over my face before I was dead sure that he not only meant to say "BUG" but actually was HOLDING A WIGGLY BUG! ICK! He knew he was on to a good thing when I freaked out and ran away while insisting he go throw it outside. Nothing quite as funny as chasing mom with a bug. I wish I could have played it a little more cool. You'd think after growing up in a house with Glama's frozen bug collection in the freezer I wouldn't even be phased. Next time you come Glama, you and Tadpole can go bug hunting. Have fun. Superkid Abz and I will sit that activity out!