Party Like It's 2009!

Como Zoo and Conservatory never disappoint.

Eve 2008

We were sure to party like animals, with the animals to bring in the New Year at Como Zoo's "Noon" countdown party. Radio Disney was on hand to supply lots of music, dancing, games and free "stuff." Complete with an animal print beach ball drop, noise makers and hats, this makes our list of things to do again in 2009! As the countdown approached, I collected my little party animals and safely placed both boys in the double stroller. There were way too many people there for me to worry about!

After we took a short elevator ride downstairs for lunch at Zöbota Café. They make the best spicy black bean burgers! Of course, we had to do our part in supporting the zoo by picking up a few 'souvenirs' from our favorite Saint Paul destination. Nishad picked out matching tiger shirts and socks for he and "Tiger" (aka, Baby Arun).

Our visit would not have been complete without a meander through the conservatory. January 3rd is the last day for the Holiday Flower show in the sunken garden. It was both as dramatic as it was beautiful. Of course, for this photographer, it provided the perfect backdrop to take pictures of my favorite, most precious two subjects! It felt good to be out, despite the cold. I had to stop halfway form teh car to the zoo to put on gloves as I couldn't take the stinging in my fingers anymore. The cold reminded me of how alive I am...and how much more alive, and better off, we will all be without this bitter cold!

We headed home and made it back by 3:30PM. Daddy was home early and made a pit stop to pick up some fresh Alaskan King Crab legs for our New Year's Eve celebration at home. It's our tradition. They melt in your mouth and they are so sweet, succulent and buttery. In addition, I made a fabulous fresh salad with a side of a baked potato. For dessert was a banana cream pie.

Tiger's Roar!

With having an older brother, one needs to know how to ROAR back! Nishad and Arun love to play animals and chase one another around. Here is a sample of 14-month old Tiger's MIGHTY ROAR!

MOA

In my early 20's, while living back in the Chicagoland area, I had a friend that actually made a vacation out of visiting- not Minnesota- but rather "Destination: Mall of America." She, her brother and his girlfriend drove here and spent a week of paid time off in a hotel adjacent to MOA where they could wake up and immediately hit the mall scene. I still chuckle to this day thinking of them. Each to their own, but it's definitely not my idea of "vacation." How ironic that I would live so close to MOA now. My friend and I no longer are in contact- oh, how she would be envious!

After moving to Minnesota, the first question one of my teen students that I taught dance to asked was, "How close are you to MOA?" I've always viewed a mall as a mall. I guess it is neat though to have so many things under one roof. Especially, when the temperatures dip and being outside is not an option. This is why this became one of our fun destinations while Nishad was on break from school.

When I do go to MOA, I like to park in the same area which is the lot right outside of Macy's. This enables you to walk right in. It's especially nice with kids and a double stroller. This is a popular spot to park, so I find myself stalking people, with a smile of course, as they exit the mall in hopes of their parking spot.

We left the house about 10:45AM and made it there by 11:30AM. MOA isn't only about stores, it's about enteratinment. They actually have an indoor amusement park. For 18 tickets, it was roughly $19.00. Nishad wanted to go on some rides first, so we spent an hour on the 36-inches and under rides (he isn't quite 42-inches yet for the next level of rides offered). Then we headed to made reservations for lunch at the Rain Forest Cafe. I wasn't expecting the barrage of people in front of the restaurant, waiting to do the same exact thing. The next available reservation was at 1:50PM. Being that it was only 12:30AM, a snack was in order! Late lunch today...which was fine. After all, that is what break is all about. Who needs schedules? We headed directly to the "Healthly Express" and loaded up on fresh squeezed orange juice and a snack. After, we took the elevator a level below and stood in line for the "Underwater Adventures." After we paid $28.00 for one adult and one child's ticket (Arun was free and this was in combination with a $4.00 off per adult ticket and $2.00 per child ticket coupon) for our wrist bands (you can come and go as you please for the entire day), we had 15 minutes to spare before our lunch accommodations. Up the elevator we went with wrist bands in hand. Nishad exclaimed, "We'll be back sharks!" as I feverishly pushed the stroller through the crowd.

The last time I went to the Rain Forest Cafe was actually in Chicago, during a Co. Dance Convention. Myself and a bunch of the kids ventured out of our hotel and walked to the popular little strip that includes the 50's Mc Donald's, Hard Rock and Ed Debevic's just off Ontario. At the time, I ate beef, so I believe I ordered a hamburger. Nothing "that" great, but I did recall what I ordered, so it couldn't have been too bad. Nishad and Arun shared the children's marinara while I ordered a simple chicken sandwich. We didn't plan on Arun's reaction to the periodic rain and thunder storms though as I had completely forgotten about that aspect of dining here. Needless to say, he was not fond of the thunderous BOOMS! Honestly, neither was I. How are you to properly digest your food with all that rumbling? Our tab was $30.00 with tip.

Off to the "Underwater Adventures" that honestly, I didn't have very high expectations for. However, I was delightfully surprised! I thought it was a wonderful exhibit and really gave you the opportunity to see things up close in a setting that was not only aesthetically beautiful, but educational. Nishad was chit chatting to everyone and anyone that would listen, even pointing out to them when sharks were above their heads. He was very excited! He even made up stories about the fish we saw, "That fish over there is sad, so the other fish is going over to him so he feels better." Such a compassionate soul! Arun was pretty excited too! His eyes were wide and filled with wonder. A few times he became so elated that he stood up in his stroller and pointed "fishy!" There is a conveyor belt sidewalk through the aquarium, so you simple stand and roll along. This was a welcomed break from pushing the stroller.

After we headed to the Apple Store to check if they had something for Daddy's IPOD Touch, but no such luck. It was probably as good thing as well because the line for the register was literally out the door. We looked for another animal ornament for Nishad's animal themed tree, but we didn't like any. So, without hesitation, it was back to riding some rides!

We left at 2:30PM, which milk and a treat in hand. It didn't take long before both of my babies were sound asleep in the back of the car. I really thought traffic would be a nightmare, however, we made decent time back.

MOA may not be my idea of a vacation destination, but as a fun destination to while on school break, it's A-OK!

Inspired Gifts

We have so much to be thankful for as we are such a blessed society. After Christmas, I find myself looking around at all that we have, all that our boys received and feeling so grateful...and reflective.

I can't help but take a step back and stare at the reality of many children of the world, who don't even have a place to lay their heads, or clean water to drink.

Despite the controversy that surrounds many charities, I'm showcasing UNICEF'S "Inspired Gifts." My they inspire you and remind you how blessed you truly are.

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Real Christmas

After Nishad was born, we made a decision not to lie to him. This includes telling a big-fat-jolly lie...Santa. Instead, we celebrate the life of Saint Nicholas as he was a real person who did good deeds. We believe the spirit of Christmas is even more magical by focusing on the real reason for the season, and not getting into societal pressures to "maintain a little fun" for your kids in the name of commercialism- at the expense of their trust.

Would it be such a bad thing to teach your child unconditional love (no looming, "He SEES YOU, so BE GOOD") and those gifts are bought from your parents because they LOVE you just as you are? We, along with an undertone of many other parents don't think the truth is a bad thing. :)

"The sting of the discovery that they have been lied to usually has some nasty and unexpected results. Christians should be especially concerned as they are susceptible to their children suddenly doubting the existence of God. Why should He be viewed any differently than Santa Claus; just another mythical character portrayed as the truth by their parents." - David Huntwork

The story of Santa Claus is unknowingly used and abused by many well-intentioned parents who otherwise are upright and honest. I have come across so many articles on the topic, but one in particular that I felt compelled to share. Enjoy!

Merry Christmas...Not the Coke Christmas invented to sell beverages in the winter, but the Real Christmas...

Bah Humbug! Why Parents Shouldn't Teach Their Kids About Santa

..."Let me list the reasons why I don’t believe children should be told that the Santa Claus of popular mythology actually exists:
1) It’s a lie. Plain and simple. If that’s the only reason I get to state, it stands by itself. Everything else is secondary to this point. All the other reasons why I am “anti-Santa” are outgrowths of this point. You are feeding your children something which you know is completely false. To me, that’s bad.
2) That said, your child has such a high opinion of your truthfulness, that, unless allowed to just “naturally” outgrow the belief in Santa Claus, at some point there will be a serious let-down. Regardless of how long those effects last, there will be a point in time where a child realizes that his parents can’t always be trusted. It’s a bit heartbreaking.
3) It destroys a perfect opportunity to give your children the best kind of example – the unconditional love of a parent. If your child is completely convinced that Santa Claus, based on how good you’ve been, will dole out presents at his own discretion, there’s an alternative motivation for acting right. Instead, consider yourself saying this: “It doesn’t matter what Santa Claus says on his list. I love you for who you are, and I give you gifts I think you’ll like because I love you. I know you have bad days – trust me, so do I. But I don’t love you any less if you’ve ‘been bad.’ That’s why your (dad/mom) and I get you presents.”
4) It turns parents who tell their kids the truth straight off into the bad guys. This is one of the most hurtful things for me – I’ve experienced some of this personally, not as a parent, but as a Sunday School teacher. I’ve been helping with 4-year-olds at my church for a few years now. And it never fails – at Christmas time, one child will mention something about Santa Claus (cue the ominous music). Another child will then say “no. Santa Claus doesn’t exist.” Then comes the inevitable “teacher, Johnny said Santa Claus doesn’t exist,” accompanied sometimes by tears, sometimes by an expectation that the teacher must set Johnny straight. So the teacher has to play peacemaker, and say “Okay, guys, let’s not talk about Santa Claus right now,” and break up the cacophony that’s risen, sending more kids into tears, just from the noise and heated voices. Oh, then the parent comes and picks up the kid who still looks a bit morose because of Johnny’s inconsiderate remarks. Teacher mentions to parent that Johnny denigrated her object of childhood belief. Parent rolls eyes, obviously irritated at the parents who “can’t just let their children have fun,” and tries to do damage control. Does this not bug anyone else? The parents who took their child’s trust as a huge responsibility are villainized. I can’t say that I haven’t thought the same things as the parent earlier. Shame on me. There’s nothing wrong with a parent making it a point to always tell his/her children the truth. Shame on you if you think there is.
5) Belief in Santa Claus does nothing to “enhance” a child’s Christmas experience. As a child, I never believed in Santa Claus, and I have no regrets about that. But I still enjoyed just as much, the light-gazing, thinking about toy shops at the North Pole, even singing “Santa Claus is Coming to Town.” A child can enjoy the experience without having to believe it’s real. In older times, children used to “play make believe.” That’s wonderful! They knew it was make believe, and it was just as fun … in fact, that was what made it fun. You get to “escape” from the real world, and just pretend. But if Santa Claus is just another part of the “real world,” then it’s not as special. I don’t mind if kids want to play Santa Claus … just as I don’t mind if they want to play Cowboys and Indians, or cops and robbers (as long as the robbers are the bad guys). To take away a child’s imagination is a horrible thing. But Santa Claus isn’t in their imagination. Even though they’re wrong, children KNOW Santa Claus is real … because their parents told them so.
6) I know I could have ended above, and had a good, solid argument (at least, I think so), but I have to bring this one up – from a Christian perspective. Talk all you want about “winter solstice” or whatever just being a secular holiday. Don’t care. Why do we call this holiday “Christmas?” Because (regardless of whether it was actually in the spring), it’s the time that we celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ – the savior of the world. And this goes hand-in-hand with my observation about showing the unconditional love of a parent. Use the unconditional love of God (in coming down to us just so He could be killed for crimes He didn’t commit) as the ultimate example. Show your love to your child in that context – God loves you no matter what you do. I’m expressing a tiny part of that love to you in my giving you gifts regardless of how good or bad you’ve been. You don’t need Santa Claus to make your wishes come true. You have a father and/or mother who care enough about you to do everything we can to make your life the best that it can be. On top of that, you have a Father in Heaven who cares enough about you that He sent a part of Himself – to die for the bad things you did."

Merry Christmas!

Our 5th Annual Christmas Letter:

Direct from Minnesota, sent with the warmest of wishes! Yes, I know, a bit of an oxymoron coming from Minnesota. “Warm”…well, at least in thought and in heart! One needs a little added sunshine to get us through these winters. Consider our card a sprinkling of sunshine and warmth for the cold winter ahead. Unless of course, you are one of the lucky few we know that reside in California or Florida. Then by all means, send some sun our way!

Alas, the 2008 Kumar Christmas Letter. Only one of probably fifty you’ll receive. Since we are all busy these days and, let’s face it, there are cookies that need to be baked, I’ve offered a condensed version this year. The short version is that we are still in Otsego, everyone is happy and fine, we had a great summer and Autumn, nothing tragic occurred since last Christmas, we are not yet millionaires and will be less so after the 25th. For those of you with stamina, a more detailed account follows:

Nishad Isaiah and Arun Nicholas had big milestones this year! Nishad, now 3, started pre-school and Arun celebrated his first trip around the sun as he is now 1! Nishad easily transitioned into pre-school, which speaks volumes of his school/classroom environment and love of learning. After visiting 15 schools, touring, observing and seeking out advice of those I trust in the Montessori world, we selected a school and submitted an application. Then the nail biting began. I knew Nishad would be a shoo-in, it was me I was worried about! Ha!

Nishad attends a holistic, private Montessori school, Monday through Friday, for three hours a day. He adores his teachers, friends (now ‘famous’ household names) and all the work he does. At conferences, his teacher told us that he working at a 5-6 year old level. He started reading a few months back and loves to invent stories and put on puppet shows. His calm, peaceful manner is often interrupted these days with sudden bursts of spirited “boyness” that involve leaps, jumps, flips, and non-stop chatter about dump trucks, fire trucks and cars (followed by a statement of, “I would REALLY like…”). Last Spring he boarded undie junction and has since never looked back. (One out of diapers, one to go!) My favorite Nishad quote as of late is: “We don’t eat our friends.” (In regard to being vegetarian.)

Arun is enjoying all the benefits that come along with being “the baby.” It’s as though he knows he is our last and takes full advantage of it. It’s an amazing experience for us as parents- As 1st time parents with Nishad, we were all about milestones. With Arun, we truly are enjoying observing him explore and marvel at his discoveries. Nishad’s 1st year taught us to be humble, patient and that we had so much to learn. Arun has taught us to trust more in ourselves, our instincts, others, to believe in the process of life, like the moon and stars- and yes, that we still have so much to learn! Nishad made us a family; Arun completed it.

Arun enjoys one-on-one time learning and playing with me while his big brother is at school. During this time, he rules the house, imitates behaviors and is all about sorting, dumping and carrying things to new locations for his parents to later discover, about a day late. His new catch phase is “Tickle-Tickle.” He loves to spin around in a circle and toss up his hands in the air and proclaim a proud “GLEE” upon pausing, only to repeat. Thank goodness diapers are so padded. After a few spins around, a loud PLOP from being dizzy occurs.

We had the pleasure of tagging along with Ashish on a business trip to Chicago this May. Ashish was an invited speaker for the BEA Conference, on behalf of United Health Group. It was a short visit, but the boys and I did manage to be a “tourist” in the city I grew so attached to while living in the Chicagoland area for 28 years.

Ashish also went to an Oracle Convention in San Francisco and was able to re-connect with a few good friends that now live on the west coast. Ashish manages a segment of UHG and continues to be valued and busy. I hosted a party in honor of Ashish’s 10-year anniversary in the U.S.A.! Our close friends and neighbors came over for a festival of taste nations! We served up tandori chicken, samosa’s, palak paneer and Indian treats with a cake of course. Other guests were asked to bring a family favorite or dish that represents their ethnicity. It was wonderful- a special tribute to someone who works so hard, accomplished so much and came here with one suitcase, $500.00 and a job offer. Amazing. I am thankful that I live in a day and age that Ashish and I could grow-up on opposite sides of the world, yet find one another.

We also took our annual trek up to Bemidji for a week, as well as a weekend trip to Duluth. By the time Nishad and Arun are 5, I’m sure we’ll have seen every railroad depot in the state! It’s a must on our list to do in Nishad’s eyes. Bemidji’s depot wasn’t very exciting, but on the other hand, Duluth had so much to offer!

Being that late October spawns two birthday’s and another a week after in November, we decided to celebrate in Florida. We spent 2 days at DisneyWorld and 7 days in Melbourne/Cocoa Beach. We celebrated Halloween at Disney’s “Not-so-Scary” Halloween Party. It was a lot of fun and all of us slept well! It was on this trip that we drove three hours to see my Aunt Beverly (yes, my namesake!) in Tampa. It was very exciting as though she has spoken to Ashish many times, she had never met him or the boys. Of course, Election Baby that I am, in the small chance that Obama didn’t win, I had plans of changing our flight plans. I wasn’t coming back! Ha,ha.

December 18th marks our 5th year wedding anniversary (We were married twice! The 2nd time was on November 26th of 2004). I consider myself lucky to be married twice, to the same man I love. This is also 1st year that I’ve been really able to get my photography and design business up and going. I only allow my business to grow at a pace in which our children set. Photography was always something that I put on the back burner due to my involvement in dance and theatre. I’m proud to have it come front and center. I’m honored and humbled to be able to be a part of so many families’ lives, capturing the uniqueness of what makes them so beautiful and the essence of what being a family is all about. It really is a joy!

I’ve channeled my love for journaling to blogging. www.picgalgarden.blogspot.com It’s more than a family milestone site and daily happenings. For me it’s an outlet of endless topics from gardening, cooking, reviews, events, memories, Mommy moments and the ups and downs that make us all human. For so long I avoided blogging and sites such as facebook because Ashish was wary of the security factor. Which, he still is worried about as he has an inside view of internet security on a daily basis. I, on the other hand, toss caution to the wind and write blindly! That is, until something happens to one of our computers- then it’s all about seeking out Ashish!

On a much more serious note, in such uncertain times, we wish you and your family a bit of peace, security and faith – this too shall pass. It is our prayer to you and your family, that you walk softly upon the earth and only make an imprint when you make a statement in efforts to aid another or a cause, remember to keep the word “kind” in humankind, and reflect God’s beauty with a open mind and open heart.

Now more than ever, it isn’t so important as to who you believe in, but that you believe…

Love, Beverly & The Boys

Baking up a Storm!

Perhaps this is what brought on the Blizzard! Little did Nishad and I know, we were "baking up a storm!"

Anyone that knows me, knows that I love to bake. I consider it an art and science.

However, there is only one thing more that I enjoy when it comes to baking, more than baking itself; Baking with Nishad. Nishad is actually wearing his Grandma Wanda's Christmas baking apron and I'm wearing the apron my Aunt Bev sent me last year. He was so proud to wear it. This is his second year baking. Oh how he loves "food work!"

For as long as I can recall, my mother would start weeks ahead of Christmas baking things that one can only dream of year round once sampled. We would purchase our kolacky at Vesecky's year round, but on Christmas, they were homemade- the best kind of all. I recall the dough being rolled out and the glass rim dipped in flour to cut out each divine little creation, filled with apricot, strawberry, cheese, poppy seed and prune. Despite the various spellings and pronunciations of "Kolacky," one thing all who consume these little Czech delights can agree on is that they are good. It has taken me some time to perfect my kolacky recipe. When my mother passed away, there were about 4 recipes of kolacky in her recipe book, including an ice cream kolacky (which I knew wasn't it). She wasn't very good at writing notes or adjustments. She always cookies from the hip, so-to-speak, and we always just assumed Mom would be around. This year, I'm proud to say, with my partner by my side, I think we came pretty close to "THE" recipe. I don't want to commit and say this is "THE" one, but it's pretty close! We did make them smaller that the full size kolacky, which seemed to work out great for popping them directly in your mouth, one after the other. haha. (Hmn. Maybe not such a good thing!)

We also made her famous pecan crescent cookies, that my father would devour by the dozen (not kidding). They seemingly melt in your mouth. After my Mom passed both my brother and I had such a craving for these nutty treats, that I baked varying recipes in hopes of nailing down a similar version. I've learned one thing about my Mom's cooking in general; she always added more butter than listed. I added a touch of lemon zest this year to the recipe. Delightfully refreshing!

Other cookies were peanut butter-chocolate star cookies (recipe courtesy of my dear friend Vicki who use to make these for her students every year at Christmas) and a new invention...I called them Drizzle Cookies. They are pecan, oatmeal, chocolate chip cookies with a healthy heaping of white chocolate and chocolate drizzled on top! Which reminds me, I need to write that recipe down still! :)

One thing that we didn't get to this year were Ginger Bread cookies...which, who knows! There IS still time. I recall fondly of how my Aunt Bev and I would make these together. The best part was decorating with all the icing and candy, of course! She was always an Aunt that took time to do things with me...patience combined with a fun spirit. I think I enjoy baking most with Nishad today because of her.

Christmas wouldn't be Christmas without sugar cookies! We made three different types. This year I was inspired to re-create a childhood favorite; multi-sprinkle sugar cookies, along with red sprinkle cookies. The decorated cut-outs were inspired by thoughts of the winter solstice which occurred on the 21st. We embellished them with silver dragees from India Tree. At $12 per 3.3 oz container, these add an elegant touch to cookies and cakes, though they are not edible. Swirls...Swirls was the common them for the icing. I used a different recipe this year. One that wasn't from my Mother's collection. This is now a recipe that I will continue to use as I think that these cookies not only tasted amazing, were simple to whip up but the dough was easy to work with.

Dorie Greenspan’s Sugar Cookies (Bon Appetit December 2007)
Credit to: ZoeBakes.com "Happy Holiday Cookies"
10 tablespoons (1 1/4 sticks) unsalted butter, room temperature
1/2 cup sugar
1/4 teaspoon salt
1 large egg
1 1/4 teaspoon vanilla extract
1 teaspoon lemon zest (optional)
2 cups all-purpose flour
Cream together the butter, sugar and salt in a mixer fitter with the paddle attachment, until pale and fluffy, about 2 minutes. Add egg, beat until well blended, about 1 minute and then add vanilla. Scrape down the sides of the bowl. Add flour and beat on a low speed until just combined. Gather dough into a ball;divide in half. Form each half into a flattened disk and wrap in plastic, chill for at least 4 hours.

Position rack in center of oven; preheat to 350 degrees. Line 2 baking trays with parchment paper. Working with one disk at a time, roll out dough between two sheets of wax paper to 1/8″ thin. (I didn’t have any so I rolled mine out on a lightly floured counter and it was just great. I had to add flour when it seemed that the cookie dough might stick to the counter or rolling pin.)
Using decorative cookie cutters, cut out cookies and transfer to a cookie sheet, spacing 1 inch apart. Gather any scraps, roll them out until all the dough is used. If not using icing then decorated with sprinkles before baking.

Bake one sheet at a time until cookies are firm and golden around the edges, about 10 minutes for smaller cookies and up to 14 minutes for larger ones. Cook completely on rack.
Decorate with Royal icing, sprinkles or other decorations. Let stand until icing sets.

Royal Icing:3 1/4 cups powdered sugar, sifted
2 large egg whites
1 teaspoon lemon juice, strained
Using electric mixer, beat 3 1/4 cups powdered sugar, egg whites and lemon juice until thick and shiny, adding more powdered sugar by the tablespoon if it is too thin to spread, about 3 minutes. Cover with wet towel until ready to use.

About 12 years ago, I made a cookbook based off all my Mom's recipes and gave it to my siblings and father as a Christmas gift. I typed everything up, collected pictures of our family- only shoots taken in the kitchen, took it to a copy supply store and hand pages printed and a binder put on it. My theme was a "Recipe for Family" that was displayed on the front page. It reads, " Start with Love, take 1 Bill and 1 Wanda, mix together until Mom and Dad are created, blend with affection, take 1 Debbie and add 1 John to create mischief, blend in 1 Beverly after dough rises for 10 years to complete the family." I'm so glad I created this recipe book and still have it today. It's one of the most used books in our house!

Break Time!

Out and about, hittin' the town, soaking-up Winter vacation time - enjoying our time with Nishad! We felt ambitious and were not about to let the cold hinder us. Off we went to the Maple Grove Community Center's indoor playground. For a mere $5 per child (ages 1 and up), one receives a wrist band which allows to to come and go as you please- for the entire day. There are even picnic benches for a place to eat lunch.

Oh what fun! Nishad didn't want to "play" in the 1-3 year old section, so I took a breath and watched with a smile as he made a go for the, ever-so-crowded, climbing slide that children, twice his height were happily jump, sliding and thrashing on. He made it up and climbed and climbed! I asked him to come down, which he did, and then he started to be sad. I asked what was wrong and he explained that he had fun climbing and wanted to do it again. So, he did. Arun in my hands, we watched as he climbed higher and higher. Every so often encountering another child, which a big grin and occasional "hello" in passing. After feeling comfortable and confident, Arun and I played in the 3 and under section for a bit while Nishad explored.

We spent an hour and forty-five minutes playing at the playground, and worked up an appetite. Keeping with our theme of fun, we headed to 'The Mouse House' (aka Chuckie Cheese, but we call a mouse a mouse in this house!). Pizza, games and prizes. By 2PM, we were ready and loaded...destination home for a nice afternoon nap!

1-degree

Baby, it's cold outside. The high today is 0, the low is -15 and the windchill feels like -28-degrees. The wind howls and I grumble...time to research a few winter vacation destinations! This is the kind of bone chilling feeling that tells you, "No matter what you do, don't open any doors adjacent to the elements!" Why? You'll freeze instantly!

I DID venture outside to take a few pictures of the formations in the snow (on the side of our house). I like to think they look like a coastal shore- waves approaching...dancing, tickling my toes. Oh yeah...that was the frost-bite kicking in. haha...Wishful thinking!

It's a good night to stay in and snuggle-up! The boys are working on the computer. Why have a silly toy computer when your Daddy is an IT Guru?

Winter Solstice

Though winter may have officially arrived, those of us in Minnesota have already broken out the winter coats and accessories, long before this day. Being that this is the darkest day of the year, shedding some light is in store! We re-visited the topic, from Friday, with Nishad.

Reason for the Seasons
The reason for the different seasons at opposite times of the year in the two hemispheres is that while the earth rotates about the sun, it also spins on its axis, which is tilted some 23.5 degrees towards the plane of its rotation. It is because of this tilt, that the Northern Hemisphere receives less direct sunlight (creating winter) while the Southern Hemisphere receives more direct sunlight (creating summer).

Longest Night of the Year
The winter solstice marks the shortest day and the longest night of the year. The sun appears at its lowest point in the sky, and its noontime elevation appears to be the same for several days before and after the solstice. Hence the origin of the word solstice, which comes from Latin solstitium, from sol, “sun” and -stitium, “a stoppage.” From this point on, after the solstice, the days begin to grow longer and the nights shorter.

We began our morning celebration by making a crafty snowman to replace "Turkey Hiding in the Grass" artwork, proudly displayed above Nishad and Arun's table. It's going to be so much having Nishad around in the mornings. I plan on being very selfish and savoring this special time with my boys! Oh the places we will go, the things we will do...the fun we will have, the memories we will create! (Yes, a little bit of Seuss in me today!)

Ashish has off Wednesday through Friday as his work is closed- but the nature of his work never stops. :) He never uses vacation time at this time of the year because it's so slow, low-key...and well, we'd rather go someplace warm when we use those days! With four or five weeks of PTO per year and several winter months in Minnesota, one has to use those days wisely!

TV Kid Nation

Everyone rears their children the best they know how. Just as our parents did. However, just because your parents did something, it doesn't mean that you have to. Furthermore, just because of societal pressure to graze with the sheep, it doesn't mean that you have to give in as a parent to do as others do.

Ashish and I have always been very conscious of what our children read, see and do. We do our part in making sure companies don't market directly to them. This comes largely in part by way of TV, movies, dvds and educational (a-hem) programing. We also understand that they are learning so much and their minds are little sponges. What they need to learn are real-life things; touching, seeing, tasting, exploring...Not a mindless gaze at the tube.

I recall way back in school an assignment I had to complete for a child psychology class. I had to watch 20-minutes of a cartoon/"educational programming" for children and count the violent acts viewed. I literally lost count. This is pre-children...I can only imagine how I would view it as a parent.

I admit, last week, Nishad did watch a musical (of course!), "Annie." One that I second guessed in showing as soon as I saw Miss Hannigan snuggled up with the "Jack Daniels." Then there was a gun (something that isn't even in Nishad's vocabulary) in the hands of rooster as he chased after Annie to "kill" (another word not in Nishad's vocabulary) Annie. Needless to say, we had several breaks through the movie to take a moment to walk away from less desirable scenes. Auntie Kelly tried to ease my nerves and make me feel better by saying that he "probably just recalls all the singing and dancing." Let's hope so!

I feel especially proud though that we didn't give in or give up by letting Nishad watch TV programs and such before 3 years old. Not many parents can say that- I know my parents couldn't. However, the joy comes in knowing that we did the right thing for Nishad. Our child isn't a toy crazed commercial pup that yearns for Spiderman, Batman, Thomas, Wiggles, etc. He knows his Bunder (Curiuos George stuffed animal) as simply that...a bunder (monkey in Hindi). I love that!

Blizzard

This is my attempt of embracing a Minnesota winter...yes, during a blizzard! During nap time, I performed an impromptu "Blizzard Dance" on our deck. Photography by, none other than, my hubby, Ashish.

Winter Solstice Party!

Kwanzaa, Hanukkah, Eid, Christmas, Samay Ki Pukar...All present and accounted for!

Today was Nishad's last day of school before Winter Break. I recall it when I was a kid, it was called "Christmas vacation!" Times have changed, though, and I feel for the better. In order for a child to grow-up and thrive in our world, to their fullest potential, they need to be aware of ALL cultures, ALL celebrations, ALL religions...which, simply put, are now represented in the United States. It was a wonderful celebration for the children. They spoke of how they all celebrated in various ways according to their religions or culture.

I volunteered to speak about the Winter Solstice. Ashish worked from home and baby Arun was his little assistant! We met up at P.F. Changs for lunch and then headed to the Border's to let Nishad pick out something. The weather cooperated! It was beautiful outside...which may the afternoon all the more perfect!

There were about 45 children present, though there are only 10 children in Nishad's class. I read a book, spoke a little about hibernation, the longest day of the year, had the children act out an impromptu sunrise filled with colors, sang a song and danced with streamers in the colors yellow, orange and red- symbolic of the suns rays. Of course, I had to hand out sunglasses to all as well. We must prepare for the longer days ahead! The children also learned a Caribbean dance. That was a lot of fun!

Every time I walk into Nishad's school I thank God that we are so fortunate to send him there.
One of the reasons we applied for Nishad to be at the school he is at, is because the children enrolled in the school reflect our global society. The world is a lot smaller now. In order for our next generation to compete in a global market, they need to know multiple languages, not just English, or even Spanish. Spanish is good in the sense that, if taught early enough, children will develop an ear for language. Spanish is limited in regards to where growth and commerce will be happening. However, the truth lies in those that will be speaking Japanese, Chinese, Hindi and French. Yet another reason why public school doesn't make the cut. You get what you pay for.

At one time, public school may have been sufficient, but it's time has since passed. It's sad that in one of the wealthiest nations on earth, in order to give your child the best education, you need to pay out of pocket. I'm not talking about taxes either. I'm referring to $6,000-$19,000 a year for a top-notch program starting from pre-school until Senior year. Yes, even before you pay for college tuition, your kids are already in an academic whirlpool.

Unfortunately, so many resort to ECFE and public funded programs that offer little more than "play time" by inadequate staff. This goes for community education classes as well. Believe me, I've given them several attempts to redeem themselves by enrolling in different classes with my child. However, in order to get a quality gymnastics class, I need to venture to a real gym and a real swim school... 20-minutes away, paying 6 or 7 times as much. How frustrating, disappointing...and such a waste of time! I recall teaching dance and meeting new students that came from such 'recreational' programs. Some of them had such potential, but already, at such young ages, formed bad habits because of poor instruction through community education classes. It was double the work for them (and me) to re-teach the basics. That's where some parents and I differ. This experience has taught me that if you do enroll your child in something, invest in them now, when they are little, so they don't form those bad habits. Let them nail the basics, whatever the subject may be, as they can only grow and build stronger from there. It's not about convenience...it's about being your child's advocate and arming them with the tools they need.

I understand that you do what you have to do, or know- and yes, exposing your child to something is better than nothing. However, there has to be a better way to educate society as a whole. I'm incredibly impressed in a pre-school in which every head teacher has their Masters degree, and every assistant, their bachelors. This on top of Montessori training.

We have our priorities in life. Our kids, and any reference to them tops that list. We make sacrifices- we must.

Bombchelle's top 10

I came across this and had to post it. Thank you, Explosive Bombchelle! ha,ha. :) It's not that I personally "hate" Minnesota...it's just that I find a lot of truth to be said in her words!

Top 10 things I hate about Minnesota
Although I made it well past the five years I agreed to live in Minneapolis, it is not because I fell completely head over heels about my new “home” location. Every area of the world has its own little issues that give residents reason to complain and keep the population under control. Imagine if Seattle had beautiful weather; the whole world would live there. Minnesota has many positive things going for it; however, the following list outlines the reasons why I will not retire Minnesota:

1. Winter-It is quite tiring to hear people talk about how easy winters are these days and how much worse they were in the early 90s, the 80s, the 70s, etc. Maybe this is how everyone deals with the miserable winters; make them out to be better then they really are. Three things make the winters in Minnesota horrible. First is the unbearable cold; there is just no way to describe the bone-chilling feeling of death that is -20F. I can still vividly recall like it was yesterday walking 6 blocks from the car to the Metrodome on an evening with a -35 wind chill reading and wishing the lord would just end the misery and take me someplace warm, and this was nearly 10 years ago. Then there is the snow which does not come until February or March, when winter is all but done in most of the world, because it is too cold to snow in January. Snow is beautiful around the Christmas holiday, not Easter. Adding insult to injury, the beauty that is fall in Minnesota, my favorite season, is cut far too short with winter coming well before the solstice and lasting beyond the Spring Equinox. The bonus issue with long harsh winters is how they destroy roads, leading to everyone's least favorite season, construction season, when roads are closed for months on end to repair winter's damage.

2. Mosquitoes-Jokingly known as the state bird, the lakes and humid summer conditions create the perfect breeding ground for the mosquito. Mosquitoes could easily band together and pick up small children and animals; carrying them clear cross-state. These little blood suckers grow to the size of dinner plates and their bites leave larger welts on your skin then if you were hit by a Johan Santana fastball. A good run of West Nile or worse would create a health epidemic of monumental proportions.

3. Hunting-Minneapolis is ranked as the 13th most “Humane City” in the United States by the American Humane Society. It is well above average in most animal-friendly indicators; few pet stores sell puppies (stores “stock” dogs through puppy mills), low number of fur shops and heavy regulations on “show-animals” like those for circuses. The one thing that drops Minneapolis to 13th in the rankings is the hunting culture that is prevalent across the state. I will never understand how people could kill animals for pleasure and live with themselves. I am from NY, we don’t shoot animals, we shoot each other; chances are the animal did not deserve it.

4. Minnesota Nice-Minnesotans are very nice on the outside, however, beneath the surface lies the real truth to all the smiles and niceties; Passive-Aggressiveness. Passive Aggressive is loosely defined as behavior in which damaging emotions, especially anger, are expressed indirectly through negative conduct and disguised resistance to the demands or expectations of others. No matter how upset, angered, frustrated or pissed-off a native Minnesotan gets at a person they remain stoically silent, avoid showing their unhappiness and even go so far as appearing agreeable to the person or actions that get their panties in a bunch. Locals will sit and watch a light change green a dozen times and never use their horn to wake the person in front of them up. A co-worker will make a bad decision and no one will say anything to correct them, instead complaining to others in the meeting after the meeting without fixing the situation. Any sign of directly expressing your opinion or speaking your mind is considered rude. As you can imagine, being from a passionate Italian-American New York family, where survival is based on your ability to stand your ground, makes me much (Minnesota) different then everyone around me and the transition to living amongst the passive-aggressiveness very (Minnesota) interesting.

5. I'll be home for Christmas-I grew up in a close-knit family with my parents and two sisters, only about 2 miles away from my Grandmother, aunts and most of my cousins. Those in the family who were not within the 2 mile radius could be reached in less than 30 minutes. While most of my family still lives within an easy drive of each other, I live over 1000 miles away. I am fortunate to make it home for most major holidays and a few other visits during the year, but what I miss is Sunday dinners, popping in unannounced for coffee, meeting close friends and family for a beer at the local watering hole, random family events and casual BBQs. It is very hard to see the life you once had disappear and everyone going on without you; people all but forgetting to include you in events because they assume you will not be in town. I really cannot say I hate Minnesota, I just hate that it is so far away from those I love.

6. Scandinavian Beauties-Growing up in a community dominated by those of Southern European descent made being a 5’ 9’’ blonde with blue eyes incredibly fun. It is easy to stand out in a crowd when most of those around you are a half a foot shorter. Mostly everyone comes from a Scandinavian, Baltic or German background; they are tall, blonde, fair and beautiful. Frankly suddenly being average is quite annoying.

7. Cliques-93% of the people who are born in Minnesota die in Minnesota, with most spending all the time between their birth and death solidly planted within the state boundaries. This situation allows natives to develop incredible longtime friendships but makes it quite difficult to be a transplant. Luckily I am married to a Minnesotan and his friends have let me in their inner circle, but most are not so fortunate to have this avenue to break in and make friends.

8. Family Friendliness-To say the taxes in Minnesota are high is like saying Brittany Spears is going through a little rough patch. We pay state and local governments through the nose but in return get America’s best schools, plenty of parkland filled with playgrounds, locally subsidized after school programs and enrichment activities. All wonderful things if you have children, which I do not. So my taxes rarely support things that I could actually use like better roads (you should just see the disgrace of the street I live on), a local dog park (Minnetonka is surrounded by cities with dog parks but does not have their own!), and adequate public transportation. Just to go off a little more on the tax situation I still cannot believe that taxes do not include trash pickup (have to hire that yourself), sewers or streetlights (which we pay for additionally as well even though we have neither on our block).

9. Land Locked-Lakes are pretty, but nothing beats the feeling of water as far as the eye can see, the smell of salt and miles and miles of sandy beaches. When my life becomes overwhelming with mounting responsibilities and issues I am overcome by a feeling of claustrophobia; like the walls of the world closing in on me. My cure when living by the ocean was simple; take a walk on the beach or sit on a rock overlooking the open water and enjoy the beauty of the sea. Calmness displaces insanity the instant you breathe in the ocean air, listen to waves crashing against the shoreline and feel sand tickle your toes. Without that release, I am unable to break a feeling of entrapment.

10. Where’s the DeliOh, how I miss a good NY deli; a place where you can order a mile high made-to-order pepperoni sandwich on crusty bread with all the fixings, a good potato salad, a fresh kosher dill pickle, a pound of deli meat, piping hot knishes, homemade rice pudding, a full chicken dinner, the newspaper, a 6-pack of beer and a lottery ticket. A few places outside the northeast have attempted to call themselves a deli, but they always fall short. As a self-proclaimed “foodie” I miss both the convenience and quality of deli food the most, followed closely by Italian bakeries, pizza joints that sell amazing pizza by the slice, good Chinese food that delivers and Wise potato chips. Lucky for me alot of this is easily solved with frequent trips home and very big luggage.

El Sol x3

Because of ice crystallization, it appeared as though there were three suns this morning during the sunrise.

Artisan

"It's okay Baby Arun, we know it's hard to be a little guy sometimes" Mommy Beverly said. "Yes, Baby Arun and sometimes it's hard to be a big guy too," says a very understanding Nishad. The more they grow, the more I marvel at them...

With my last holiday card order and photo sessions complete for December, I can sit back and relax a bit. I really do love receiving cards in the mail from friends, family and clients. This year I have an added feeling of bliss as I'm also once again seeing the photos I captured of people or the cards I designed...it brings so much pure joy in my heart. Thank you to those who give me the honor of capturing the essence of family and for designing custom cards- unique as each family really is. I was finally able to work on our card as well. It was snowing out when I was working on it, so being that it's the beginning of the season and I've already had enough cold weather, I decided to send everyone warm wishes. This was a rather impromptu decision, but people know exactly what my mind frame is of late. ha,ha. A card with a featured double meaning.

Ashish and I were both feeling under the weather (the kids were not affected at all- they have been fantastic). We actually decided to make our health a priority instead of pushing through commitments...Which, for me, was suppose to be a busy week of a park and recreation meeting, set-up at city hall for Santa Day and the event following on Saturday. I know that would have only made me worse and run-down. Ashish and I have never been the type of people who knowingly go out and spread germs to begin with. Even when our kids don't feel 100%, out of courtesy and respect, we inform other parents and cancel social events. It's not fun having a sick little one. It does amaze me how many parents ignore that their child doesn't feel well and they drag them along anyway. I know as an adult when I don't feel good, I don't feel very social. I'm sure children don't feel much different.

Last Friday I purchased a book and it wasn't a children's book! ha,ha. I am tickled at my new little discovery! As someone who grew-up surrounded by real bakeries and having a background of a Czech and German lineage I can confidently say, BREAD is my friend. Carbs, on the other hand, are a different story! However, who wants to pay $5.-6.00 a loaf for good bread? I'll admit I have...but who wants to? I also missed the fresh, rustic European breads that are found in Chicagoland. I have found a few places in Minnesota that I can find decent bread- but it's at chain stores. Behold, the answer! Artisan Bread in Five Minutes. I was so excited when I came across this book. I was ecstatic when I started reading it! I was delighted when I tasted it! So simple, so easy, so grateful to the author for sharing his secrets and for the co-author for sharing her tips and creating these user friendly recipes (for those of us who only "act" like we are trained at the Culinary Institute of America). You can mix everything up in one bowl, no kneading required. Better yet, the dough keeps in the fridge! So, everyday I can love me some bread! Furthermore, they are local authors. As an artist, I love to be able to support fellow, local artists. Check out co-author, Zoe Bakes, food blog.

I have often said I could survive on bread alone, chips and a good salsa alone. I still believe that!

Grand Weekend!

Alas, we are back from a wonderful weekend from the Twin Cities! You'll find our reviews of "The Grand Meander," "Swingin' Nutcracker," "2008 Hollidazzle Parade," "Hyatt," and "India House" restaurant below!

Destination number 1: The Grand Meander

Location: Saint Paul, Minnesota

Despite a late start (it began snowing the night before and the city that we live in hasn't heard about the 1979 Mayoral race for re-election that Chicago Mayor Michael Bilandic lost because of failing to getting the city moving with snow plows!), we made it to the Grand Meander by 11AM. One gets the impression that the people of Saint Paul are so proud of their city. Such a spirited, cultured group. The sidewalks were a buzz with holiday shoppers taking advantage of the deals and free samples offered to those that ventured out to meander. We shopped and shopped at Wonderment. Ashish and I really enjoyed creatively picking out toys for the boys so, Nishad especially, wouldn't see what we were purchasing. It helped that as soon as we picked something out, the lady that works their would take it and gift wrap it for us. This is a mother owned toy store that offer natural toys. It's definitely worth a visit- or two! Just one visit will explain to you why they are a 'different' kind of toy store. If you bring your children, be sure to check out the big tree in the back of the store! For those of you that don't live near Wonderment, you're in luck! Through Wonderment's web site, you can purchase the best holiday toys for your little ones and have them shipped direct. We at lunch, Nishad rang the Salvation Army bell for the Saint Paul Fire Department (a highlight for him!), we weaved in and out of people while pushing the double stroller through the snow as kinda, friendly people smiled... This was our second year attending. We first went in 2006, and then missed last year because I had to 'work' our city Santa Day event. I was really happy when I found out that the two events didn't conflict this year!

Destination number 2: "Swingin' Nutcracker"

Location: Orchestra Hall, Minneapolis

Much to our delight and luck, we were given four, main floor tickets to the 2PM for the "Swingin' Nutcracker" only this past Tuesday! Originally, I entered us in a drawing (the only way to see the show, that is suppose to be one of the hottest children's holiday tickets in town!) and we didn't get tickets. I received an e-mail early on in the week with instructions to respond if I would be interested in some "partial view" seats. I thought, "Anything is better than nothing!" And, being that we will be in the area anyway, it would work out wonderfully! I sent off my confirmation e-mail, only to receive another e-mail back, explaining that they were able to seat us with our 1 year old and 3 year old on the main floor! What an awesome surprise! Pre-show they have musical activities that were such a hit. The show itself was AMAZING! Even Arun enjoyed it. A live orchestra, and the best dancers combined with a spirited audience...this is what the holidays are made of! The show is only an hour long as well- perfect for a dose of culture for children- and those children at heart. Nishad is already such the little theatre-goer! He's an audience member that makes me proud. He is quiet, listens, pays attention and applauds promptly when the music or dance is over. My little gentleman!

Destination 3: Hyatt

Location: Nicolette Mall, Minneapolis

Upon walking into the Hyatt, you immediately notice the water, marble and beautiful Christmas displays and decorations. Nishad had fun checking out the HUGE Gingerbread house and Santa's sleigh display. Our room wasn't ready (However, we were technically checking in early.), but they gave us another room of equal of better quality. Our room was nice. It was one of the few that actually have a balcony that let's you open up your room and sit and watch the pool. This would be a great spot, especially if you have older kids. However, at night and early in the morning, it was nosy. This is "the" location for the Hollidazzle parade. We walked out of our room at 6:20PM, literally walked through the parade (lined in front of our hotel), crossed the street, had a curb-side spot next to Eyewitness 5 News, waited less than 5-minutes and the parade started! It was cold, however, we were prepared with plenty of blankets. The best part was that we were the last ones to come out to the parade, the first ones to leave (as we were viewing the parade at the start) and it was a short walk back to our snugly, warm and cozy beds! The following morning, we headed downstairs to Taxxi for the breakfast buffet. The buffet was $17.95 per person. Children 5 and under are free. A heads up- parking is $17 a night. (That's still better than $50 a night while we were in Chicago while staying at The Avenue .)

Destination 4: Hollidazzle Parade

Location: Nicolette Mall, Minneapolis

I have to admit that the 2008 Hollidazzle parade sponsored by Target was a bit lack-luster. It wasn't exactly a fairytale for all. A few our our personal favorites were the train and the soldiers, but overall, it lacked "sparkle" despite being lit up. Nishad seemed to enjoy it though, so maybe I just need to view it through the perspective of a child. After all, it's our children's perceptions that really count. So, C- from this Mommy and a solid B from Nishad.

Destination 5: India House Restaurant

Location: Minneapolis

Hands down, Ashish and I both agree, this is THE best Indian restaurant we have eaten at since Chicago. This out ranks Taste of India in St. Louis Park- which use to give us our Indian fix when we were in a pinch or didn't want to actually make it. Merely two blocks away from our hotel, I walked in and placed an order for carryout. Our order consisted of vegetarian samosas, alu gobi, chicken vindaloo and rice biyrani. The total came to $40. They also supplied plates and plastic cutlery. The wait time was about 15-minutes. The food...excellent! Note: One Friday nights they now offer live classical Indian music.