Tuesday, December 15, 2009

This is not a craft blog, but...

I decided that in the spirit of trying to have a more GREEN Christmas, I would re-purpose old magazines (most of which Holden has already ravage through) to wrap gifts.

Holden digs Elmo... or basically anything red. He doesn't watch Sesame Street, but he picked out that Elmo toilet seat AND the Earth's Best crackers with the red Muppet on the box.

So I figured he'd dig this:


Here's a sample of the library books we wrapped. We started a new Mangum Christmas tradition this year: 25 Christmas books in 25 days -- unwrap one each night (or two in one day if we miss a night for some reason or another.) I guess it's our advent calendar of sorts; but the 'gift a night' bit has been kind of like Hanukkah for Mormons. And since we don't have 25 Christmas books, we just borrowed a few from the grandparents and checked some out from the (government run, socialist neighborhood) Library. It's been fun. I even picked up 'The White Nights of Ramadan" to make sure we are appreciating other cultures. Now I just need to add one about Kwanzaa, Winter Solstice, and of course: Hanukkah.

Tis the Season.

Monday, December 14, 2009

Third Day of Christmas - madness ensues

So our family has this tradition that all the babies get put in a wig from my late Grandma Beth. (Cicely, I want the link the Faye's picture...)

We tried it on Holden.. he was not amused.


Along with Grandma Beth's wig, in Saint George I also discovered my BLUE HAIR from my past life when I wanted to live out an alternate reality in SG as an Indie Riot Grrrrrl. Ahhh, Bikini Kill, Sleater-Kinney and the female revolution... too bad I was working for the man at the time.

But as far as the blue hair goes, I think it looks great on Holden too:



Yeah, he actually didn't enjoy that one either.
So I just put on my punk rocker hair for Danny and let him fantasize he wasn't married to a domesticated Mormon mom that cans applesauce, makes organic baby food and bakes apple pie....

Oi to the World!

Sunday, December 13, 2009

12 Days of Christmas - Day Deux

For your Holiday enjoyment (drum roll please.....) More Christmas Sweater Pics!!!!

Would you ever guess that this:


Came after this?

Or this?
Or this?!?!
Poor Danny... Holden decided he wanted to be down crawling (or somewhere else) every other time we tried to get pictures of the two of them together.


Favorite Holden moment of today:
Watching him rock-out to Sissel and the MoTab's Christmas Album.

Favorite Danny moment of the day:
Coming home from a church Messiah performance/fireside finding my husband had already parented Holden down for the night AND was making chocolate chip cookies with our nephew.


Life is Beautiful. . .

And to all a good night.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

12 Days of Christmas (Christmas Card Letter #1)

On the first day of Christmas...
And so it begins again (remember last year's 12 Days of Christmas.)

Well, I started working on our Christmas cards today -- Danny helped. He's such a saint. And since I am behind deadline on writing the "suite family Christmas letter" (been my job since I was 12), I opted to leave out an official update on our mangum-family cards and give the blog address instead. Which means THIS is where I am going to post OUR MANGUM FAMILY CHRISTMAS LETTER!!!!

But I haven't actually decided what type of letter to write. I tend to be quite loquacious, as you all know, but I love it when I get ones (cards that is) from friends that highlight their families with three to five bullet points for each family member...

So I figured that would be a good start, eh?

So here we go:

danny

  • working at zions bank as a SENIOR credit analyst
  • fun & super helpful daddy
  • looks great in argyle (sweater & socks)
  • studying for the GMAT
  • took his awesome wife to Boston for her birthday because that's the kind of guy he is
holden

  • 10 months old - though and old soul (it's in his eyes)
  • Six teeth, more on the way - but still hardly ever cries
  • Loves his big boy bed (twin mattress on the floor) and will crawl into it for nap and bed time!
  • Rocking the Baby Bjorn potty (we hardly ever clean poopy diapers - huzzah!)
  • Saying goodbye to the bottle - only uses it with water at nighttime
sabrena
  • trying to be all domestic and stuff
  • trying to be a good mommy
  • trying to be a good wife
  • trying, trying, trying...
  • And HALLELUJAH -- Ditching 'the pump' in less than two months!!!!!

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

(Christmas Card?) Sneak Peak

We're down in 'sunny' St. George for a mini vacay. And since the weather is typically much more pleasant in SG than SLC, we decided to get some family pics taken by Allison Davis. (Maybe we'll even get a Christmas Card out this year!) It rained yesterday and snowed last night in 'sunny' Saint George... but fortunately for us, Alison found some great spots and the lighting was all right...

She posted a few of the pics here; and once I get the CD from her, I'll post a few more and load them on facebook.

We ALL need tans (except "Little Bits" as he is, of course, perfection). And yes, I recognize my thighs are bigger than my husbands... thanks for pointing it out.

Thursday, December 3, 2009

About Rob...


My friend, and friend to many, Rob Adams passed away last night. I had the privilege of knowing Rob first in Junior High and then became much closer friends with him in Highschool. Although this is a tremendous loss for the world (he really was that kind of guy), I can't help but think about him and start smiling.

Really, it's impossible to think about the essence of Rob, and not smile - or laugh, out loud to yourself.

The Rob I remember the most vividly is from highschool. In my movie of life, the Rob Adams montage (with accompanying soundtrack) would definitely include senior year at SHS:

Making Betty Crocker Brownies from a mix every other night while my parents were in Europe.

Watching/listening to him sing Karaoke "Nothing Compares to You" with Kenny Barton and Troy Thompson in the great room at 1 am.

He'd ride my parents dorky little red scooter all over the Cove, taking it off of jumps and bringing it back with a few new details (ok, scratches).

He'd say hilarious things and then not laugh at himself, but just get a Mona Lisa smile as if he was making a joke personally for you. (It's been a long time since I've hung out with Rob - I wonder if he still did that later in his life? His wit and sense of humor seem to have carried him even in the most trying of times.)

My flashbacks also include a Christmas about 15 years ago. Rob and I were in the same ward (church) and as one of activities the youth were delivering cookies to the widows... and I, in my driving stupidity, plowed directly into Rob's shiny beautiful truck as I was backing up. HUGE dent - tons of damage. I felt horrible and of course had to tell him.

Funny thing about Rob, he's so generous... and so quick to forgive. I think about all he said was 'that sucks,' but he never got mad at me - he didn't freak out...(and this was at Skyline Highschool where it seemed our boys' favorite past included making girls feel crappy!) ... his comment was more like he was saying 'It sucks that something bad had to happen' than an indictment. He just put his arm around me, told me not to worry about it (drove around with a dented car until it got fixed) and just continued on with life... trying to cheer me up when I'm the one that screwed up his car!!!

And to me, that kind of illustrates his temperament, his character...a stand up guy.

Something terrible happens - and he has a moment of 'that sucks' -- and then smiles and gets back to work... or tries to cheer up his friends.

He brought so much joy into our lives.

Facebook has BLOWN UP with comments about care, concern and love for this tremendous individual.

Rob is a fighter.

Several years ago, Rob was in a terrible car accident that left him paralyzed. He shares details of the story on his blog.

Rob and I were great friends as teenagers... and then, as so often is the case, life happens. I left Utah for a while, pursued a career and lost touch with Rob. But I am so thankful to have reconnected with him in the past few years -- even if it's just been through email, blogging and facebook.

I know there are so many of you out there that were so close to Rob -- much closer than I ever was. But I also know that my life is richer because I got to reconnect with him.

I hope, before he passed, that he got a chance to understand that people really loved him - tremendously. That Rob was (and is) someone who made you feel good - he made you cherish the past, appreciate and deal with the present, and look towards the future.

For those of you that didn't know Rob, believe me when I say that the world is a better place because of him. In a small, and --in many cases -- great ways he affected so many lives. It's weird to think of the world with out him. He will be so missed.

I hope you will keep his family and those closest to him in your thoughts and prayers.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Happy 10 months Holden! (A letter from Mommy)



I cannot believe he will be a year in just two short months (and I say short because we all know the Holidaze FLY by!)

I think I may have mentioned I started keeping a jar in my kitchen cupboard to jot down things going on with Holden as to not forget – and this past month has not disappointed. so with out further ado:



Mr. Holden,


My little guy, I can’t believe how much you’ve grown!


You’re such a healthy boy. Mommy got the flu (no, not little-piggy flu, just regular sickness) and was down for the better part of a week – but you came out of the deal unscathed. The same cannot be said for the rug burn on your right eye after thinking you could fly (along with the throw-pillows) off of the fireplace. Granted, they’re called ‘throw pillows’ for a reason… but if you’re actually going to take them up on their namesake, you ought to let go first.. or their fate will be yours. Experience is a great teacher – thus the chairs currently in front of said “mantle.”


Moving on…


The other day I was *parenting you down and it was taking a little longer for you to fall asleep than normal, and I started thinking about all the time I was spending making sure you’re asleep because of the no-crib thing… and I started thinking about all the other things I could do with that time, and then it hit me… ‘What a blessing to be able to snuggle up with you! To have you nuzzle in close and breathe your sweet breath on my face… to tickle your tummy, to touch your face… ‘ This time will soon be gone, and I’ll be wishing you’d want to be close and cuddle again. So I am grateful we X’d the crib and I get that extra time with you each day and night.


Also…


Just before I sat down to write this you were playing one of my favorite games. When I lay in my right side, you on your left; and I hug you in close to me and try to let go… but before I can, you place your sweet chubby fingers behind my head (ok, grabbing the hair at the base of my neck, actually, but still) and then you pull me in close… and do it again, and again, and again… and sometime, like today… you let go, and seem to drift into sleep straightaway. I love that game – let’s play it forever!

Oh, and the notes form the jar? Well, I’ll jot them down, and I can elaborate when you’re older:

  • I finally found a way to get you to eat carrots.
  • I find myself having moments when I look at you and think ‘hm, you’re no longer a baby. Like Pinocchio, you’re a real boy!
  • You’re an old soul. More than one person has commented on this
  • At your 9 month check up you were 21 lbs 8 oz (64%), 30 inches (91%) and your head circumference was 47 cm (87%). So you still legally fit in your car seat (we got the bigger one that hardly fits on airplanes), but one more inch and we’ve got to trade up for a different type of rear facing…
  • On November 6, I dimmed the lights in your room in preparation for naptime, and you crawled onto your bed – it was adorable.
  • Daddy and I also love how you just crawl out of your room when naptime’s over… no tears, you’re just done sleeping…
  • You enjoy feeding yourself – which often makes meal time very messy. (I heart your pumpkin eyebrows)
  • Besides crawling you love to utilize anything to push across the floor to ‘walk’

  • At one point you would lay down and not squirm in the real tub so I could rinse your hair. You LOVE bath time (in the real tub!), but are not so keen on laying down anymore…
  • You officially have six teeth.
  • You're still doing great with your pottying. Every 'catch' we consider AWESOME... and every 'miss', we just consider.
  • You’ve tried green beans and spinach (you liked spinach more), and love picking up Breakfast O’s and pieces of Rice Cakes… and anything I haven’t picked up off the floor.

*As a dog owner for many years, Danny thinks it’s best to refrain from phrases like ‘put you down’ or ‘put you to sleep.’



And if you haven't checked it out...I share Holden't birthstory (where we were, ten months ago today) here.