Sunday, May 10, 2020

Mother's Day Memory

I don’t know my actual earliest memory of my Mom, but one that is imprinted in my brain is from naptime when we lived across the street from (what my kids now call) “The Red House.” The Red House is actually the house on Eastwood Drive that my mom grew up in, I also lived in my youth, AND where we were living when both Holden and Zoë were both born.

But my memory is from the house kitty-corner to The Red House. In the upstairs bedroom, on what seemed like a GIANT bed, I remember nap-time: my mom reading to me (not sure what story), but cuddled up together in that bed and just hearing her voice, and feeling her body and not having a care in the world – except trying to decide if I wanted to escape sleep more than I wanted to cuddle.

I imagine this image is the one I think about most often because it was imprinted multiple times over. I think back on that moment (or perhaps moments) frozen in time and now, as an adult can wonder: Where was Cassandra? Was Celeste with us, and I just didn’t realize it? How is it that I could feel like I was the only other human in the world at that moment. Just me and my mom.

I don’t remember my time as a newborn – but I do remember time with my newborns. The exhaustion and feeling that you’ll never be the same since you are responsible for another human’s well being. I think about my mom being in “that time” with me. To this day, she says does not remember “the hard parts.” But from my own experience, I can recall on them for her. But I also understand as children age, that work shifts into something even harder--in a different way.

There are so many other memories—the majority involve food.  There’s a reason when I cook or bake something I’m proud of, the highest honor of achievement my children bestow are the words, “This is almost as good as Mama Suites.”

She's an incredible example of service. I firmly believe that the work of social justice is "Women's Work." (Obviously it should be Men's too...but that's a different blog post).

My mom is not one to paint a sign and march at a rally, but she's one to visit the sick and elderly and widowed -- to take in meals and go about her life doing the work of Jesus in realtime (and He was like the ORIGINAL Social Justice Warrior).

I’m grateful for her example.
I'm grateful she gave me life. 
I'm so thankful for my mother. 

Saturday, December 14, 2019

2019 Recap: The Things People Say



OK friends, here's the deal. I actually HAVEN'T written our recap. But I did manage to get a few of the highlights from the things I remembered to write down from our family conversations. Maybe I'll jot a bit of the rest of the history another time. But in the meantime... 


Flashback to Christmas 2018:

Z (almost 7), building the nativity while her brother hangs ornaments: “Mom, should we put baby Jesus standing up or laying down?”

Sabrena:

Holden: “Mary should be lying down because she has so much pain. I mean she’s happy, but she’s in A LOT of pain...”


January

Going through Z’s stuffed animals #KonMari style:

“It sparks joy! I can’t get rid of it—it’s part of my childhood.”
And then:
“We had good times, Bunny. We had good times...”

It’s also worth noting her basic #sparkjoy test for her clothes was if she thought a teenager would wear it.

February

Danny: “That’s the line for Chick-fil-a!?! I thought the freeway was backed up!”

*****
One Sunday in Primary (Danny used to be a teacher and relays the following):

Primary Chorister: “Who will follow Jesus?!?”
Children: “I will!”

PC: “Who will serve a mission?!?”
Children: “I will!” (Raise arms and fists in excitement).

Holden under his breath: “Not me, I’m joining the Peace Corps.”

*****
Sabrena to Holden: “Sweetheart, can you come pick up your pajamas? They’re still on the bathroom floor from this morning.”

[H walks out of bedroom, looking startled to see me.]

Holden: “Sure, I was just listening to a Ted Talk on children’s structure.”

*****
After a terse response from my Z because Sabrena didn’t recall a kid from daycare, mom suggests we ‘start over’ and go with our original plan of getting a smoothie.

Z: “Yeah because a Roxberry can fix anything! But not if your house is on fire...or a brain freeze.”

March
Over a casual hot chocolate my Holden randomly says

“So I heard Google is going to be the next Illuminati....”


April
Danny to Zoë: If I were a dog, what kind of dog would I be?
Z: A baby golden retriever.
Sabrena: What kind of dog would I be?
Z: A poodle.
Danny: A German Shepard, because you like things done in order, and you shed a lot.


June

Holden: “So there’s a Stairway to Heaven and a Highway to Hell....[Long Pause] You mean I gotta decide between tons of stairs or just riding in a car!?!”

*****
Today during family prayers, Holden asked for safety of people in Asia (because of our trade war with China), and that people in the U.K. will survive Brexit.


Me, asking 10yo if he’s finished his
@khanacademy
 (our family version of summer school) for the day.

10 yo, looks forlorn, & responds: “did you ever think about the fact there’s ‘Khan’ in the name? An evil warlord who takes over planets!?!”

#meanestmomever #nextleveltorture
1:50 PM · Jul 30, 2019·Twitter for iPhone


Me *looks at husband who is fake sleeping as I’m talking about plans for next year’s Shakespeare Fest.* “Why are you being such a dick?”

Husband: I’m sorry, it’s just everything that comes out of your mouth sounds like the last thing I want to do—is there a KidsBop option?
10:53 PM · Aug 15, 2019

Summer

Holden on Catcher in the Rye Holden’s Caufield:
So he finished Animal Farm and just started Salinger’s Catcher in Rye. His take on Holden Caulfield:
“Ugh, he broods and swears so much.”


December

Zoë: Mom, me and my friends are basically VSCO girls because…. (holds up wrist that looks like Rainbow Brite)… SCRUNCHIES!

****
Zoë: Santa Claus is weird. He stalks people!

Holden: You should read the unedited version of St. Nicholas.

Z: Yeah! He used to put gold in the stocking of little girls to keep them from becoming….
(Looks at her brother for backup).

Holden: ….Prostitutes.

Z: Yeah! Wait, what’s a prostitute?

*****

Friday, December 6, 2019

For Zoë's Birthday Walk





Zoë Suite Mangum
Born December 7, 2011 at 11:04 pm
8 lbs 6 oz & 20 inches




When Zoë was One
·      Traveled to St. George, Sun Valley, San Diego and to Mexico!
·      Would go to The Little Gym for gymnastics
·      Took swim lessons
·      Her favorite things were Mickey Mouse (She called him “MeeMee”), Univeristy of Utah Football (or at least their logo and would lay on her day and watch games with him, butterflies, Spider-Man, and yoga.
·      Her Brother was her Favorite thing of All



When Zoë was Two

·      She went on a 7-night Disney Cruise to the Caribbean
·      Traveled to California for her Aunt Brooke & Uncle Brandon’s Wedding
·      She was fearless in a swimming pool –which made her parents nervous
·      Loved being Read to, baking, making (and drinking)
·      Had to go to emergency room – cut her finger when helping her mom make guacamole




When Zoë was three
·      She started in Early Childhood with Ms. Jessica – who is now the Head of Schools!
·      Started taking ice skating lessons and a little bit of Piano
·      Invented “Pink Cake Girl”
·      Her favorite food was fuit – and she once ate a whole COSTCO sized container of blueberries in a single day
·      You told your parents when you grew up you wanted to be a pumpkin



When Zoë was four
·      She invited all her friends to bring presents for homeless kids to her birthday party instead of to her
·      She would say things like “Mom, turn off the fossil! I call faucets fossils.”
·      She called trash “Glitter” because garbage + litter = “Glitter”
·      Played some soccer and danced a little

When Zoë was five
·      Danced & Played soccer
·      Went to Hawaii: had a surf lesson
·      Started Skateboarding
·      Visited Yellowstone
·      Saw Hamilton in Chicago: and complained about how loud it was because she was so tired!


When Zoë was six, she was obsessed with being a teenager:
·      wanted a “teenager starter pack for Christmas”
·      Loved skiing and soccer – music and math

When Zoë was seven:
·      She went to Mexico and Spain and England!

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·      Started taking guitar lessons
·      Kept playing soccer
·      Would eat ice cream for every meal if we told her it was ok
·      Loves to read Graphic Novels


Zoë turns EIGHT on December 7th!