It must be said... I am so thankful for Hannah Montana and Taylor Swift. Every time Hannah Montana comes on the Disney channel or any other music video he freezes where is he is at. He will sit completely still for the whole video or intro or whatever it is. I love it! Also, he loves Taylor Swift. Whenever he is completely inconsolable we put on "Love Story" by Taylor Swift and he calms down. It's to the point that as soon as we start it he recognizes the first few bars of it and right before it ends he gets sad because he knows it's almost over. It cracks me up. The last few nights he has not been sleeping well because he is getting more teeth and we have had to put "Love Story" on repeat for about an hour until he falls asleep.
It always makes me laugh because Matt does not like girl vocals very much but his son is in love with them. Whenever any girl starts singing he stops what he is doing. I remember when I was pregnant with him and I was watching American Idol and one of the girls starting singing and he started kicking like crazy until she was done. I feel like this means we are going to have our hands full with him as he gets older! Yeesh! I'll start praying now.
And I must say I love the Disney Channel. I love putting it on and being able to walk away knowing that he won't hear anything bad. And I must say it is entertaining for myself as well. Many times Matt will come home and Colston will be asleep and the Disney Channel will be on and I will be laughing. What can I say I am easily amused. I'm sure I'm not the only parent guilty of this.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Moving never ends
Raise your hand if you hate moving! I feel like I have moved so much in my life that I should just live in a moving van. This will be the third apartment Matt and I have lived in since we've been in Utah (only a year and a half). Crazy! But God did get us the cheapest apartment around so that is a huge blessing! However moving the week after camp and two weeks after VBS is not the best timing. But originally we thought we have to move the weekend between camp and VBS. Just thinking about that possibility exhausted me!
We are only moving a couple of blocks from where we are now. I can't decide if that makes moving easier or harder. Moving for the first time with a baby definitely makes it harder. I was pregnant during the last two moves and constantly told not to lift anything. However when we moved last May I was about 8 months pregnant and my friend Larissa was about a month behind me. Matt was moving things from the other apartment and left me in the new one to not lift or move anything. When Larissa came over (bulging just as much as I was) she said Matt told her to put the beds together. So I told her if she was allowed to do stuff then so was I. So we put both beds together and rearranged all the furniture in the bedrooms and set them up. When Matt and Joe came back over they went to the rooms to set up the beds and saw what we had done. Matt said he had just picked the most ridiculous thing for Larissa to do thinking she would know he was being sarcastic. Apparently she did not get that message. Oh well.
I am off to pack more boxes and do some more moving. And as I'm writing this I realize that Colston has gotten into my purse and opened a pack of sour patch kids some how and is making a horrible face but is continuing to eat. Guess I better go do my mommy duty!
Mandy
We are only moving a couple of blocks from where we are now. I can't decide if that makes moving easier or harder. Moving for the first time with a baby definitely makes it harder. I was pregnant during the last two moves and constantly told not to lift anything. However when we moved last May I was about 8 months pregnant and my friend Larissa was about a month behind me. Matt was moving things from the other apartment and left me in the new one to not lift or move anything. When Larissa came over (bulging just as much as I was) she said Matt told her to put the beds together. So I told her if she was allowed to do stuff then so was I. So we put both beds together and rearranged all the furniture in the bedrooms and set them up. When Matt and Joe came back over they went to the rooms to set up the beds and saw what we had done. Matt said he had just picked the most ridiculous thing for Larissa to do thinking she would know he was being sarcastic. Apparently she did not get that message. Oh well.
I am off to pack more boxes and do some more moving. And as I'm writing this I realize that Colston has gotten into my purse and opened a pack of sour patch kids some how and is making a horrible face but is continuing to eat. Guess I better go do my mommy duty!
Mandy
Monday, July 27, 2009
Getting Started
So, I've never blogged before and really have no idea what I am doing. Last week I met an amazing, godly woman who told me about blogging and how wonderful it is. I said it sounded like something I was willing to try. I don't live near any of my family or any of my oldest and dearest friends so this is a way for me to share my life with them. It always seems that those we are closest to are the farthest away. I miss sharing the simple details of everyday life with them and hearing about theirs.
I got the name for my blog from a couple things. Ever since I was a little girl in the Philippines I have loved mangos. They have always been my favorite fruit and my dad's nickname for me. I decided to do mango tree because mangos are yellow, and green and red and they can be sweet or sour. And I feel like that is how my life is. It's filled with sweet and sour moments. I love green mangos more than yellow. I love to eat them really sour with vinegar and rock salt. And I feel like that is similar to my life. I always seem to find myself focusing on the sour moments and sometimes even making them more sour myself. Instead I should be enjoying the sweet moments and savoring those. So I am hoping this will not only help me to vent when frustrated or at my wits end, but to share when I have amazing things happen and when I can see God working in my life. I hope to find more sweet moments in the sour ones.
I got the name for my blog from a couple things. Ever since I was a little girl in the Philippines I have loved mangos. They have always been my favorite fruit and my dad's nickname for me. I decided to do mango tree because mangos are yellow, and green and red and they can be sweet or sour. And I feel like that is how my life is. It's filled with sweet and sour moments. I love green mangos more than yellow. I love to eat them really sour with vinegar and rock salt. And I feel like that is similar to my life. I always seem to find myself focusing on the sour moments and sometimes even making them more sour myself. Instead I should be enjoying the sweet moments and savoring those. So I am hoping this will not only help me to vent when frustrated or at my wits end, but to share when I have amazing things happen and when I can see God working in my life. I hope to find more sweet moments in the sour ones.
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