Grocery Shopping Pains

The things I consumed as a child, I would never feed to my own children. My parents did the best they knew how with the information given at the time. I also believe our food was vastly different form today. Lucky for us that we know more now. Shame on me if I knowingly feed my children fast food and a plethora of soda, candy and sweets.

The more I learn, the more I'm discouraged at the direction of our food production in this country. Since the birth of our first born, Nishad, my trips to the grocery store have doubled in time. Why? Because I read the ingredients. My rule of thumb? The less ingredients, the better. The more local the product, the better.

We knew organic was better, however, when he was little didn't know that much about it. So like any pro-active parents that want the best for their little ones, we researched the topic and drew our own conclusions. He's been drinking organic milk ever since he made the switch at 12-months old.

Since our children were born we've made some changes in our diets that would directly influence our children's diet and health. Our children are vegetarian. Ashish only eats fish. I eat chicken, turkey and fish. I haven't consumed pork, lamb or beef in about 7 years. Ashish has been vegetarian since he was a child. Research states, it's simply better for you. It's also a very 'green' thing to do for our earth. If everyone were vegetarian, or at least cut out three 'meat' meals a week, we could tackle world hunger. Now that's something to sink your teeth into! Do I miss 'meat' in the carnivore sense? Not really. Morning Star veggie bacon, sausage and crumblers are fantastic. In fact by substituting Morning Star products, I can make an excellent vegetarian chili and stuffed peppers - just like Mom's, biscuits and gravy and a mean potato salad that tastes exactly like my Aunt Linda's.

I also grew-up eating sugar-coated cereal and continued to do so in my adult years. My objects of affection (always at eye-level) in the cereal isle were Frosted Flakes, Coo-Coo Puff's, Lucky Charm's and my two favorites, Fruit Loop's and Capt'n Crunch. As of last December, I shared with Ashish my decision to banish these cereals from our household as I didn't want Nishad to start eating them.

Soda was never is short supply at our household. The brand of choice was Coke. I'm not sure when I had my first sip of coke, but surely, my love for sugary soft drinks began instantaneously. First generation "Happy Meal" kid that I was, milk wasn't offered- coke was. We all know how much I patroned Mc D's as a kid. I don't blame my parents at all. How can I? It was marketed to them as a 'perfect' well-balanced meal. I feel like I have to spend the rest of my life de-toxing from the wicked clown.

Mental check list: while at the grocery store avoid products with:
1. High Fructose Corn Syrup.
2. Partially Hydrogenated Oil or Shortening
3. Genetically Engineered Food

Dear Sugar, NOT Fructose,
Since January, I've been on a high fructose kick...as in kick it out of our diet! Which, if you every read a nutritional label on the back of your favorite foods, it's difficult to do. I am constantly amazed at how much stuff contains fructose corn syrup. High-fructose corn syrup provides the sweet zing in everything from Coke, Pepsi and Snapple iced tea to Dannon yogurt and Chips Ahoy cookies. It also lurks in unexpected places, like Ritz crackers, Wonder bread, Wishbone ranch dressing and Campbell's tomato soup. HFCS is linked to diabetes, obesity and heart disease.

The truth is that fructose and HFCS, as large-scale commercial sweeteners, didn't exist 20 years ago. We all grew-up hearing about how 'fructose' came from fruit. Well, that's not true today. It's not only bad for you, it's highly addictive. In addition, it manipulates hormones and chemicals in your brain that gives you a signal of when you are full. Mc D's even puts it in their wonder burgers. I call them that as one can only wonder what exactly is in them- similar to their surprise chicken. We won't even touch their coffee as if you are putting stuff in burgers, who knows what you are putting in the coffee. Besides, I can pay a little more at Caribou or Starbucks for a cup of Jo, but at least I know they are a bit more eco-friendly and participate in free trade...unlike Mc D's or BK.

I'll Pass on the Trans-Fat, thank you!
Well, you're standing in the grocery isle finally holding a product that doesn't have HFCS and you're set, right? Mission accomplished. How Bush of you! Check to see if it contains a lethal trans-fat, that is literally like poison for your body- Partially hydrogenated oil. Don't fall for the marketing trick of "Zero-Trans Fat" either- read the label for yourself. See, it's harder than you think, isn't it? Partially hydrogenated oil is found in many snack and convenience foods such as popcorn, cookies, crackers and cake, as well as in many fried food such as donuts and fast food places. This ingredient is relatively cheap for production, it has a long shelf-life, and its ability to be used as a substitute ingredient for other more costly ingredients is attractive to companies. Prior to the widespread use of partially hydrogenated soybean oil, companies and fast food places would use coconut oil and butter. However, due to the higher cost of these two ingredients, as well as their relatively short shelf-life which resulted spoiling food, a cheaper, longer-lasting ingredient was sought. Now that there’s more awareness, some corporations have changed the name of these trans fatty oils to mono-diglycerides.

Cancer, diabetes, heart disease, multiple sclerosis and allergies that can cause arthritis are all linked to hydrogenated oils, my friend. It also disables your body from properly absorbing good essential fatty acids (necessary to sustain healthy life) found largely in polyunsaturated oils. Instead of being absorbed and providing your body with what it needs to function properly, the essential fatty acids are eventually stored as fat cells, causing you to gain weight.

Every apple is the same.
Genetically engineered food is a touchy subject for me that I have a lot to learn about yet. I understand that before we were born, farmers were already busy splitting seeds and modifying plants to make stronger, more bountiful crops and harvests. However, I don't think I'm ready to hand over our food production to a few big companies that weigh production and profit before the health of our children. I'm not sure I'm ready to consume animal genes in plants and vice versa. One also has to think about the impact on human health (allergens, antibiotic resistance, etc.). I can't say that I fully support tampering with nature. At least label all genetically engineered food.

Food for PLU~
Here's a little something I learned from Jeff Fox, former editor of Organic Gardening magazine. PLU codes are the codes you find on produce and fruit.

• A five digit code that begins with the number 9 means it is completely organic.
• A code that begins with the number 8 means it is genetically modified.
• A four digit code means that it was grown the tradition, standard way with pesticides and chemicals- however, it is not genetically engineered.

Phase-in Complete

Nishad wanted to share his home-grown veggies with his teachers and new friends at school. He went to the garden last night and picked 3 cucumbers and about 15 cherry tomatoes. He proudly waltzed in school with his veggies in hand. He spotted his teacher in the office and stopped to say "Good-morning" to her. The teaching assistant was ready to greet him at the door. He changed into his inside shoes, once again, all by himself, hung up his backpack and off he went. I said, "Can I have a kiss?" He turned around and gave me a hug and a kiss as I said, "Have a good time." Dad, Arun and I turned and walked away. Mommy that I am, I shared with his teacher that he wanted to wait to go to potty in the classroom.

Ashish and I went grocery shopping while we waited out the 2 hour phase in session. We had some time to spare so we drove around and looked at houses in the area and took some brochures of the few houses that were for sale. It's a beautiful neighborhood.. We have some big decisions to make. If we plan on living here for the next three years, this will be Nishad's school, and then Arun's. So, do we move closer as the school is such a central part of our lives and activities- only to then move again in 3 years? Or, do we hold out until Nishad graduates in 3 years and then make our move to a part of the country that we really like?

Arun was sleeping so I went in to pick-up Nishad. Pick-up for phase-in is different as you actually go inside to pick-up your child. Starting next week, cars line up outside and the staff escort the children to each of their cars. I found him as happy as can be, working away in the outdoor environment with a little girl in his class. His teachers both told me how much they loved the home-grown veggies and how Nishad shared it with his friends for snack. He even washed, peeled the cucumber and cut it! He's done that at home, but it was exciting to hear about his experiences at school.

Little did he know, waiting for him in the car was a balloon for him. We picked it up because we wanted to celebrate a successful phase-in for our BIG BOY! Ashish and I let him pick out were he wanted to go for lunch; Noodles and Company. He wanted the Pad Tai, just like Mamma!

Busy Bee

When I was an assistant in my 20's at a Montessori school, the directress always told the children, "Are you a busy bee that is busy at work or are you a bumble bee that just flys around?" Nishad is our busy bee!

Now, here's something to 'buzz' about... Nishad's first day of school!

He proudly walked in with his new backpack ("forest patrol" with a bear on it- so cute and designed for toddlers), filled with his inside shoes and plant in hand. Immediately, he saw a familiar face, "Baby Balu!" (Which means bear in Hindi). We must have forgotten him at the ice cream social. Nishad and I thought it was funny that Baby Balu slept in the school over night. We walked him inside the class, kissed him goodbye and said "Have fun!" Off he went with his teacher in search of the perfect spot for his plant.

Ashish, Arun and I walked out of the building. I couldn't help but tear up. Not that I didn't feel secure about enrolling him, but I couldn't help but feel emotional over yet another milestone- a BIG milestone.

Ashish, Arun and I headed to Caribou and it was so odd not to have Nishad with us. A lady from the school that also dropped her son off recognized us and we have a brief conversation. She asked if I stay home with Nishad. Then she made me feel good by acknowledging how hard that has to be for me as a Mom as I've been the only one with him and taking care of him up to this point.

Ashish and I are so proud of that too- that we were able to take care of our children until it was the right time for them to interact with their peers and go to school. I'm proud that we made the right choice. Ashish is an incredible provider and I try to do my part by rearing our boys so that they reflect our values and morals. We as parents are invested in our children so much that we consider it not a 'job' to rear them, but an honor.

Ashish and I sipped on our coffee, as baby Arun looked around for his brother. I couldn't help but keep an eye on the clock. Ashish suggested we leave at quarter to, I quickly said, "twenty minutes to." The trip back seemed so short. We pulled in the parking lot with other phase in parents awaiting their children. Ashish said, "Let's wait two-minutes before we go in." I quickly replied, "It will take you two-minutes to get Arun out of the car. Let's go!" I could not wait to see my baby, hug him and let him tell me all about his experience.

The teacher opened the door and there trotted Nishad through the door as proud as ever. We greeted him with a big "Hello" and a hug. He started changing his shoes without being prompted. His teacher told us that he did really well- he didn't cry even once. His teacher said that he even already started 'work' in the classroom. He found a place for his plant too- By the globes so everyone could see it. He told us that he even went poop there!

After we asked Nishad if he wanted to go to the Nature Center to see the frogs, turtles, snakes and birds. The boney bee's exhibit is also on display. On the way there he filled us in on his day at school and we shared in his excitement. We took him out to lunch too. When asked where he wants to eat he'll reply, "Jalapenos" - at which we know he wants Mexican!

Last night when I tucked him in bed, he told me that he wanted the blanket that my Grandma Bessie made me. So, I re-told him the story of how she made it with her own hands. I told him of how it was my special blanket that I felt safe under when I was a little girl. Then he replied, "And Daddy?" I said, "What about Daddy?" He said, "He was safe too?" I smiled, "I didn't know Daddy yet." In which he said confused, "No?" I gave him a hug and told him that I met Daddy when I was older because God knew that he and his brother Arun were suppose to be here on earth." With that he gave me a big dinosaur kiss.

Ice Cream Social

This evening I loaded up the kids and met Ashish at Nishad's pre-school for our first social gathering; an ice cream social. Ashish's work is only a few minutes away from Nishad's school. Ashish was quite the social butterfly! He met someone that works with him and another person that went to the same college as him back in India. There were so many families from various backgrounds. Everyone was so nice and the children were so well mannered, calm and so content.

When we entered the building, we headed right to Nishad's classroom to show him where it was and to meet his teacher personally. He instantly felt comfortable in the classroom. He picked up the number rods and was ready to go to work! This is not only a credited Montessori School, it is also an AMI school. This means that they not only prescribe to a holistic approach, but everything, even the architecture of the building has to adhere to AMI standards. Everything is designed with the children in mind.

After he met his teacher, we headed upstairs to the ice cream social. The event was held in the outdoor environment, which is amazing and huge! It definitely could be in a magazine- though this garden is for the children. We chatted with some wonderful parents. People we just met even took turns holding Arun. He certainly made his rounds today- and we were appreciative of the respit. Ashish learned a lot about the Wayzetta and Osseo school district from people that live there. Nishad played and played in the sand environment.

When we told Nishad is was time to leave, he surprised me...he started to cry and say that he didn't want to go. I reassured him that we would be back tomorrow as his first day of phase in begins. He stopped to greet the directress, while Arun was ready to jump out of Ashish's arms into hers. We made a last stop back at the classroom again to say "Goodbye" to his teacher. Nishad surprised me again...after showing him where the bathroom was, he used it! :) His teacher told him that there is another little boy in class that shares the same birthday as him. Nishad was still wanting to linger (which is good, right?!), and when we told him we had to get going and we would be back in the morning, he became a bit sad again. His teacher said, "Don't forget to bring your plant. You'll have to find a place for it tomorrow!" How could he forget the plant he picked out with Mom a few days ago? He wanted to bring it with tonight.

I feel very confident that he'll do great...it definitely will be harder on me than on him. He's only been with Mom. It's a good thing though...He's an amazing person and the school seems to be wonderful. They were made for one another!

School Readiness

Note to self, from an except of a little story I read:
"Shamu is a performing whale, to the delight of many. However, she sometimes gets distracted and refuses to do her tricks. When that happens, her trainers stand around in dripping wetsuits and wait for her stubbornness to pass. They know that when a 5,000-pound whale decides she doesn't want to flip her tail on cue, there is very little anyone can do about it. But whales like to play, and sooner or later Shamu returns to the game of performing for her audience. Shamu's trainers know this so they're always patient, they're always confident, and they always make performing fun.

While helping your child become a reader is certainly different from training a whale, the same qualities of patience, confidence, and playfulness in your approach will get results. If, from time to time, your child gets distracted and loses interest, take a break. Children love to learn. Give them a little breathing room, and their interest will always be renewed."

It's all comes down to these final hours. The hunting for elastic wasted pants, new school clothes with no logos or characters, a plant for the classroom, labeled "extras" for school, Croc shoes for inside and more forms than I filled out for college completed and submitted. I'm debating on getting a toddler sized backpack as we have a "Target" ready, sit, read one that Nishad received for free, but I don't want to be the cause of 20 pre-schools breaking out in song, "You say Goodbye and I say Hello!"

Ashish attend a mandatory parent meeting this morning at 8AM. He said he enjoyed it and exciting time are ahead. He said, "Nishad is going to love his classroom!" I think so to! Ashish also paid the material fee, first tuition payment and submitted the health immunization record and form.

Yesterday we had a doctor appoint for Nishad's 3 year old wellness check- even though it was 2 months early (we needed it for admission to his school). He's 38 1/2 inches tall (above 95%) and 32lbs (slightly below 50%). Tall, lean and strong. I think he was apprehensive about the doctor this time as he had such an awful experience at the eye doctors. They put the solution to dilate his eyes in his eyes twice because he has brown eyes. When the doctor was examining him, he just wasn't his usual self. Sometimes I forget he is just a 2 year old. Because he is capable of doing more, I also have expectations for him of a 4 or 5 year old- and that's wrong.

I'm excited to announce that Nishad isn't only reading stories to us (he loves to read to people as he has memorized what happened and in some cases verbatim dialogue written)- but he IS reading! We've been working on sounds and correlating the letters to sounds since he was born. :) However, he has started a series of books called BOB Books, in which, just after a few days, he's reading! I found them originally online at Montessori Services, but then picked them up at a store for one steal of a deal! Nothing replaces working with your child on letter recognition and sounds. When you are ready to make the next step and your child is exhibiting behaviors of reading readiness (strong interest in spelling, sounding out, writing, reading to you, etc.), this is a great platform to start from.

In addition, The Library of Congress, Children's Literature Center prepares an annual list of more than 100 of the best children's books recently published for preschool through junior high school age. The organizations below also publish lists of children's books and other helpful brochures that are available free or at a nominal cost, as well as books for parents on helping children learn to read. Request titles and ordering information directly from:

• American Library AssociationPublications Order Department50 East Huron Street, Chicago, IL 60611
• International Reading Association800 Barksdale RoadP.O. Box 8139Newark, DE 19714-8139
• Reading Is Fundamental, Inc. Publications Department Smithsonian Institution 600 Maryland Avenue, SW, Suite 500 Washington, DC 20024-2520

This evening, we have our first school event; an Ice Cream Social. At this social, Nishad will meet his teacher, the teaching assistant, peers, and we will connect with other families in the community. Tomorrow begins phase in for new students.

Karma for Korma

The Sweet smell of cilantro on my hands. The aroma of chicken korma and fish curry simmering fills the house with all of the goodness it was intended with. Ashish started it. Let's be clear about that. While driving to the grocery store, he commented about chicken korma being the national dish of Britian. Suddenly, I had a strong hankering for it!

All I could think about was korma, korma, korma. (Not to be confused with Marcia, Marcia, Marcia by any bland means.) I carried on my conversation with Ashish at Costco and Cub Foods, only to be plagued by thoughts of korma. "Yes, Honey. I do like that" followed by a silent follow-up thought of 'and I do like korma.' "Yes, Honey. We should get that" followed by a silent follow-up thought of 'and forget about Chipotle for lunch, I can almost smell the chicken korma stewing in my mind.' Yes, it is time for some better-than-take-out Indian food. Hmn.

Maybe I should open a Chinese-Indian food restaurant with a Czech Bakery in the front? The one stop shop for ALL your cravings (Or, at least mine!). A cultural experience that will please your mind, body, soul, tongue and appetite!

Sometimes your body just craves good food. No Internet orders please! :) Those brown truck drivers may be too tempted to open this package up and it would never reach it's destination...Your tummy!

My new twist on the perfect korma recipe for a perfect sandwich:
Roti or Naan
3 tbls. Cranberries (jelled or sauce)
Enough chicken korma for half of the roti
~Add cranberries and korma on half the roti and fold. Eat sandwich style.

Plenty of Indians grow-up eating a mango chutney. Well, cranberries are my version of that. Think this sandwich as Thanksgiving, without the bland gravy, ever so kicked up a slight notch, all held in one hand. What a great way to use some of those gooblin' good leftovers! Ashish said I should patent this, so use it while you can! :) Sorry, I didn't take any pictures. I was too busy reaching a stage of enlightenment.

Our Little Gymnast

Last night we went to an open house for gymnastics. We had a lot of fun with our fun-loving, no-fear gymnast who braved ALL the equipment. This was something new besides somersaults, back bends, rolls and walkovers.

There were tons of boys in varying ages, polite families and an informed coaching staff. Being that they follow the statewide school district age cut-off, September 1st, Nishad wouldn't be old enough to be in the 'pre-school' 3-4 year old class. He would be with the 2-3 year olds.

However, we went back to open gym today, and when coaches asked me how old he was and what previous experience he has, they couldn't get over that he was just 2 1/2. I felt so proud as they complemented his behavior, maturity and strength. When we chatted about levels, they said that they make exceptions and would evaluate him separately for placement with the 3-4 year olds.

When I shared this with Ashish, we both agreed that it is kind of nice that he would be the oldest in the 2-3 year old class. All in time... I don't think he needs to decide today if he wants to be a gymnast or Olympian! :) Of course, if he chooses that path, we'll fully support him. For now, it's ALL about the fun-factor!

Here are two clips of him at the gym today.

Read Me A Story

Nishad inherited quite the book collection from me, who use to collect them as teaching tools when I taught dance and in the classroom before he was born. "Our" collection continues to rapidly grow.

As a matter of fact, he has 4 shelves of books lined with some of the best books written. He doesn't need to take a trip to the library, as he has his own. You won't find commercialized theme or cartoon character books in our collection either. What you will find are multi-cultural, artistic, creative, rhythmic, global, peaceful, moral stories and folk tales which are thought provoking books that naturally lead children to a higher level of questioning and thought. Each book is special, respected and already showing signs of being well read and loved.

Nishad already knows several books by heart and can "read" stories to us. Nishad has been read to by his father and I since he was in the womb. We have pictures of him holding board books smiling and laughing at them when he was only 4-months old. He use to tumble over in laughter when I read, "I Kissed the Baby." He enjoyed the old standby Seuss classics as well, like "Mr. Brown Can Moo, Can You" as well as Carle's "The Very Quiet Cricket."

By eminent domain, Arun has since taken over Nishad's board books. Though Nishad occasionally will bring one or two out to read it to us. Nishad has since moved on to books that leave this Mommy speechless as they aren't "age appropriate" by any recommended means. Yet, they do captivate and hold his attention. Though he does enjoy picture books, he now also enjoys books with very few, or without any pictures at all. Books like The Chronicles of Narnia- I even read him some Robert Frost today.

He simply loves books and is one of those rare kids that when he gets a book for a gift, he truly gets excited and appreciates it. Books are his 'entertainment' as he has never been subjected to cartoons and 'educational' DVD's/TV. He can be seen during the day reading books, magazines and when I bring in the paper he is quick to ask me to divide it so he can read too. He not only shares a love for reading with his parents, but he has two Aunties (Diana and Kelly) who also are book enthusiasts and are so generous when it comes to keeping his library well-stocked. They have given him some of the most meaningful, educational and fun books.

Though I am an avid reader today, that wasn't always the case. As a child, I struggled with reading...and math (for that matter). I recall reading being a chore. I could re-read the same sentence five times and still not comprehend what it said. I was taught early on, by someone to read incorrectly. I was reading "word-by-word" instead of in a sentence format. No wonder I had weak comprehension and was labeled early on. It took until my Senior year of high school when a teacher asked me to read out loud for her. She instantly opened a portal to a new world for me- a love of books. Oddly enough, I think that my word-by-word reading is why I did so well at auditions for theatre. It slowed me down enough that directors could understand and hear me clearly.

Every thing that we experience in life teaches us something ~ if we are open to the possibility of the lesson ~ that will help us evolve into who we will become. Believe me, I had my share of frustration and tears... being labeled early on does weigh at your self esteem as a kid. However, I had dance, singing and theatre. Thank goodness.

It's taken me many years to come full circle an embrace all that I went through in school as a kid. When I was in a teacher candidate, I had to confront my demons because I didn't want to teach how I was taught. I then realized that it wasn't me that had issues growing up- it was a few 'bad apples' that I encountered early on.

It also wasn't until High School that I encountered a young and incredible English teacher who expressed to me my gift for writing. Something that no one ever said. While in college, my mentor, Dr. Luanna Butts, gave my spirit an edge that allowed me to pray and ask God to open my mind so that I could learn what I needed to learn as I wanted to be a teacher in his service. She was a tremendous ego-boost. So were others in the teaching department- especially, after they witnessed my field experience.

Another compliment, which I still have on one of my papers, came from an unlikely source; a math teacher. She went on to say what a gift I have for words and that I should really consider teaching English. Ironically, what she didn't understand was that I was taking a subject matter that least liked me (ha!), and put a creative twist on the papers that were mandatory. It helped ease my numerological agony. Combined with Ashish's tutoring (Oh, he was the best tutor!) and my creative play on numbers, I passed the class with a high enough percentage to stay in the education program.

Every thing I have experienced in life, the good and the not-so-good, have all prepared me for this moment, this time...to be the best Mommy I know how to be. I knew before our children where born that they would be exposed to reading at an early age, and I would never allow anyone to attempt to label my child. I know each child is a unique, talented and a gifted individual. It's up to us to find out what that their gift is.

Though I'm no longer in the classroom, I'm still a teacher. In some respects, I always have been. People are often surprised when they learn of my early strides in the land of academia. I recall someone even saying to me, "But you're so smart" as they stopped instantly as if to realize how one could interpret the comment they made. Even kids that don't learn well in a rote environment are smart. Surely plenty of books have been composed on just such a topic, however, I don't need to read a book to find that out.

For the last 2-weeks Arun has been saying, "Mamma" though on occasion he thinks he is British and calls out, "Mum-mum." Well, I am the Queen Mother now, aren't I?

An Incomplete Education

As Bill Gates said, "If our public schools were run like a business, they would all be bankrupt." I agree with the Gates' assessment of our public school. Our schools are in dire need of serious reform.

Ashish and I do our part to help and support our community as we want it to be a great place to live. It's not only disappointing to wittiness the system fail, but frustrating as a parent. When it comes to our children, we need to be proactive and do what we feel is best for them. I don't think that many current school districts have the best interest of the children as a first priority.

I personally wanted to see where our state stands in regard to education- standards and the system that evaluates those standards- so I recently started contacting our representatives for answers. We also are seeking to hear what other parents in our situation have expressed. That is, parents that choose to enroll their children in the private sector because district in which they pay taxes in doesn't meet academic standards, doesn't promote an environment conducive for learning and offer progressive opportunities. Which some people may agree or disagree with. We obviously feel strongly about it.

We had friends in last week that are educating their daughter at an excellent Montessori school in the Chicagoland area. It was interesting for me to listen to their experiences in regard to grants, vouchers and contacting their elected officials over the matter. Claire, who is in grade school, has been Montessori educated since pre-school. This year her parents will be paying $10,000 for her academic year. Claire's parents tried to enroll Clarie in a top notch Chicago Lab School for a 3-week summer school session (ironically the same school Obama's daughters attend), and it was a little over $1,500 for three weeks. Furthermore, for Nursery School (Half Day) $11,442, Nursery/Kindergarten (Full Day) $16,674, Grades 1 - 4 is $18,492, Grades 5 - 8 is $20,286 and Grades 9 - 12 is $21,480. I would think those numers would be depressing for any 'average' or even upper middle class family.

So why have I gotten my soap box out...again? Well, I as a parent, advocate of children and lover of all types of minds, I am seeing more and more of a great divide in our country in regard to education. Those obviously with the means will go to the best schools available, which leaves the rest of the children in less desirable school districts that have administrators, that despite increased funding, can't manage.

During the 2008-09 school year, our district will receive $8,257 per student in general education revenue from state and local sources, compared with a statewide average of $9,063. State funding is $7,436 per student, compared to a statewide average of $8,182. Referenda revenue totals $821 per student, compared to a state average of $881. After viewing the "general Fund" and summary from our district, I put it in terms that were concrete to me. This means a classroom of 25 kids equals to the amount of $206,425. A Classroom of 30 kids equals to $257,710. Yet, administration can not manage a classroom on that budget and asks for more funds.

Likewise, Ashish and I will not only be paying taxes into the school district in which we live, but we will be paying a tuition fee of $6,000 for 9-months, Monday through Friday, 3 hours a day, toward a Montessori pre-school. This, of course, doesn't include a $200 material fee, $50 application fee, active participation and volunteering in the community, supplies, etc.

Ashish and I wish there was a grant, voucher or tax break for those that take their children out of district to educate them. This doesn't mean that people still wouldn't pay taxes to the district, however there could be a percentage applied to the district of choice and parents would be responisble to make up the difference. I know we are not alone when I say that we are don't want the government to tell us how our children should be educated. We also don't want to subscribe to the idea that our current school district is good enough, "will do" or hope and pray that things will be okay and work out fine.

I for one, was educated in a mediocre public school. If it was good enough for me, it is good enough for our children, right? Wrong. Having worked in both private (Montessori) environments and public, I know there is a distinct difference. Public school with it's 'quick to label' system (remember, the more labels a school has- ESL, LD, even gifted, mean the more funds it receives) of over-crowded classrooms and low-expectations is not what we want to subject our children to.

Learning is a natural process- enrollment in school should be a natural one too. This is our new quest. To seek answers about education in our state and push for freedom of choice- whether that be private, public or home based. This doesn't mean that we judge people accordingly as to how they choose to educate their children- as we hope you don't 'judge' us. It simply means that this is something that is important to us...

Some things I have since learned:
When children reach the ages of the K-12 system, Minnesota's education tax credit and deduction provides limited help to families, as do Aids to Nonpublic Students that help offset some costs related to transportation, textbooks and counseling.

Once of kindergarten age, the state also has extensive school choice options that open up many public options to your family outside your resident borders for no charge. Many such options will require you to provide transportation however.

Legislation in some states has created tax breaks for contributions to scholarship funds that can then be awarded to help fund educational expenses for families in both traditional private schools and in public school programs where fees or tuition is charged. In Minnesota, the advocacy group that has taken a lead in advocating for such legislation is the Minnesota Independent School Forum.

Lanterns & Birthdays

Konnichiha (pronounced as konnichiwa, "hello" in Japanese)!

As parents, we hope to rear compassionate, loving, generous children- not just life long learners. The essence of the well-rounded individual... I see the process beginning to form with Nishad. There have been so many moments when my heart beams with pride. Already, he speaks softly, with kind and gentle words and is so careful not to hurt any one's feelings intentionally. Today, while at the Japanese Lantern Lighting Festival in Saint Paul, I told him of how I always wanted a 'twisty' sucker, but my parents never gave me one. He looked at me with those big,brown eyes filled with love and compassion and said, "Momma, you can get one. Have a lick from mine." I took him up on that offer- and we both laughed after.

This was our first year attending the Japanese Lantern Lighting Festival, although it's been charted on our calender since April! We planned out entire summer out in advance this year as we had such a long winter- we wanted to soak up as much of the summer as possible. We will definitely be saving the date for next year's festival! This was an amazing festival and cultural buffet for the mind! There were so many people from varying backgrounds. Wonderful performers delighted audiences, Japanese traditional clothing and crafts abound and amazing food to satisfy any crowd. We had sushi (salmon, shrimp), Inar (a type of sweet rice and tofu served in a type of pastry boat), vegetable egg roll, vegetable rice, crab ragoon, chicken on a skewer (hot, hot, hot and a little sweet!) and too much green tea! Nishad had a blast playing the Japanese fish game (He won a train and a mat for the train- surely made in China, though from the Japanese festival!). Both boys really enjoyed the Japanese drums. Anything that involves music and they are instantly captivated. There was a traditional lion dance that Nishad and I went up close to watch. I gave Nishad a dollar to feed the lion.

Here's where my faith in humanity has been fully restored, by the act of another small boy, who was about the age of 9 or 10. We were standing waiting to feed the lion (as anyone wanting good-luck would do!) and a ton of kids crowded around us (the lion was headed for Nishad) and pushed by. Being that we try to teach Nishad not to be obnoxious, loud, or rude, I simply held his hand and silently thought, "Ok, obviously we will all get a chance to 'feed' the lion" without pushing our way forth. Just then this boy grabs Nishad's hand and announces, "Make way please! We're coming through to feed the lion. We have money to give the lion." Just like that, kids moved...it was like the parting of the sea...Not knowing who this other child was, I let go of Nishad's hand, taking a breath and I trusted that things would be okay. Just as I got a little nervous that my baby, who was towered over by a lot of bigger kids, would be pushed or stepped on (as the crowd started growing again and pushing forward), I heard a voice say, "Make way please! We are done feeding the lion and need to step out of every ones way." I suddenly saw this boy appear, with Nishad in tow. Nishad then told me about how he fed the lion and how he put his fingers in the lions mouth. To 'feed' the lion brings good luck upon you. Many returns to that little boy befriended Nishad.

On to the Lamp Lighting! We staked out a spot prior to the event by leaving our blankets in front. Our view didn't disappoint. What a beautiful ceremony. As a matter of fact, I was so surprised when I Nishad and I approached the man that lit lanterns to find him so friendly. He had a nice little conversation with Nishad and even spoke in Hindi to him (he knew some Japanese too). Nishad instantly put his hand together when he said, "Namaste" after we explained that the name Nishad is a Hindi name, meaning the note of "Ni" in Hindi, which converted on the Western musical scale is "Ti." He told Nishad how beautiful and unique his name is and Nishad had such a proud smile.

Later, during the ceremony, I walked over to take a picture. The same man turned to me as he was lowering lanterns into the water after lighting them and said, "Is there anyone that you would like to dedicate a lantern to in memory of?" My heart smiled with this gesture as my eyes began to swell with the out pour of emotion. "Yes, my mother, Wanda," I said. In such a peaceful and respectful voice, he raised the lantern and said, "This one is for Wanda." I watched her lantern drift, until I couldn't see the outline of the lantern anymore- only the light from the lantern was visible. (Her lantern is pictured with the man placing it into the water.)

Ashish and I were such late night owls! Reminded me of our dating days. We haven't been out this late with the kids, since before Arun was born. We stopped over at Taco Bell on the way home and looked at one another while waiting in the drive-through, "We haven't been here in a LONG time!" Yes, it was at least 2 years. We were back by 10PM. All in all a GREAT day.

We had two birthday parties this weekend! On Saturday we went to Elm Creek to celebrate Jaxson's birthday- Nishad's friend who lives down the block. He turned 3 years old. We always enjoy seeing the Bean's and their family is so nice to chat with. Jaxson shared his new toys with Nishad and they "drove" them all around the park. Both Nishad and Arun needed baths by the time we came home!

Today, we also celebrated another friend's birthday that lives down the block, Baby Lucas! Who is no longer a baby as he is now on the go, go, go and 1! Lucas sure isn't short on supplies for toys! Nishad knew exactly where his house was as there was a big bouncy house in front. They are another family that has such nice relatives that made us feel right at home- such gracious people.

PS Check out the upside down draggon in the cloud picture? :)

Fast Times in August

After a whirlwind of excitement, I'm finally back to tend to my 'garden.'

The weekend seemingly evaporated before our eyes- as most weekends do. We've not had the air conditioning on in days...an all too familiar reminder that a change of season is about to take place. Days are definitely shorter. As I watch my annuals begin to dwindle away, I feel positive that we did so much this summer, but sad that summer days will soon be a thing of the past.

I face Autumn with mixed emotions. Both my boys were born in Autumn, my birthday is in the Autumn and our anniversary is in the Autumn. My baby Nishad will start pre-school this Autumn. Autumn is actually my favorite season- and most magical, thanks to our boys. If only Autumn could convince Winter not to rear his ugly head.

Monday we had wonderful guests that visited us while on a 18 day vacation of the upper mid-west; Claire, Francesca and Kieth stayed with us. Claire first danced into my heart when she was a little older than Nishad. I still can picture her, like it was yesterday- a pink tu-tu, slippers and her hair in a pony tail with such big eyes looking up at me in an angelic voice, "Hi, Miss Beverly." She was a student in my pre-ballet class and quickly advanced to Ballet I. Claire also read the poem, "If Roses Grow in Heaven" at our wedding. She and her Mom were at my baby shower too. When I told Nishad that they were coming to visit he replied, "I don't think I've seen them in a long time." He was right! It's been about 3 years since I've seen them. Claire is growing into quite the beautiful, intelligent and talented young lady filled with grace and courtesy (Montessori child that she is!). Claire is 9, a gymnast, plays the piano and loves to take photographs (she showed me 500 of her pictures she took while in South Dakota, North Dakota, Sioux Falls and Montana). Nishad loved having a gymnastics buddy. Keith serenaded us with his guitar- amazing! Francesca warmed my heart with her laughter and smile.

They are such an inspirational family. They have a beautiful repore with Claire. Nishad *loved* being carried around my Francesca. Arun even went to Keith to be held while Mom took pictures at the Zoo. Seeing them made me miss where I grew-up. There is something so familiar about certain people that you can instantly relate with- I think people from Chicagoland are like that. Very genuine. Keith even gave me his sour kraut recipe. He told me that he lives next to "Josie"- the lady that owns Josie's restaurant that you can order dumplings from online. He said that if he opened a restaurant next door to Josie's, he'd put her out of business. I believe him! At one point, Kieth, Fran, Claire and I were all talking about kolacky, rye bread and houska. I laughed and said, "See, Honey! There are more of us out there that are like this!" Though I knew they have to get back home, I was sad to see them leave.

Roses Grow in Heaven
If roses grow in Heaven,
Lord please pick a bunch for me,
Place them in my Mother's arms
And tell her they are from me.
Tell her I love her and I miss her,
And when she turns to smile,
Place a kiss upon her cheek.
And hold her for awhile.
Because remembering her is easy,
I do it every day.
But there's an ache in my heart
As I'm missing her today.

Yesterday, we received a letter from Nishad's teacher, Brenda. Looking at the school calendar, we are going to have quite the packed social year as there seems to be a lot of family gatherings, speakers, coffees and festivals! Exciting! A whole new community. The first is for a parent to attend on the 26th. The same day we have an ice cream social where Nishad will meet other children, we'll meet other families and the staff. Under the advice of his teacher, we went out and bought Nishad a pair of Croc's to be used as his inside shoes. We have to buy a plant for the first day of school so he can find a spot for it in the classroom. His teacher said this will give them a sense of ownership of the classroom from the start, divert their attention from the separation of their parents and...the classroom gets beautiful new flowers each year! There are so many things to sign-up and volunteer for as parents. We look forward to doing our part an parents and taking an active role in Nishad's education.

Last night was one of the longest park and rec. meetings I've been to in some time. I think it was also one of the better meetings although, at times, it seemed a bit heated, it was productive. It's great to have new people on board, and to have opinions and to be able to back-up your belief in those opinions.

Ashish worked from home today- he's gone from manager to taking over a directors job. Boy has he been busy lately! The contractors also started siding our house today. I worked on some stuff for my business today, as well as a flyer/save the date, that I volunteer my time creating for our park and rec. events. Pumpkin Patch day will be here before I know it!

I'm learning to be more assertive with my business. I don't take anything personal, but I must admit, a few people have placed me in odd positions in which I've had to be blunt after repeatedly being questioned. It's not fair that I would charge someone else for something and not another. Plus there is the issue of time. Time is so important.

As business owner, one has to accept that some people may not like your decisions. I need to be true to myself, my business and ethics. I am so excited to be able to offer something unique, personal, custom and creative- a fresh alternative. Flash a smile and create a memory! That's my business plug! :)

Ashish is wonderful at supporting me- as are a few of my good friends. I actually was signed on another photo session! I'll be taking 'action' pictures of a dance troupe on September 15th. Then they scheduled me for portraits as well. I'm really looking forward to that! Right now it's nice as I can pick and choose what I really have time for, as our kids our are first priority. I try not to do any design work while they are up during the day as I'm a stay at home mom for a reason...to be with them, teach them and spend this precious time with them.

I feel I'm a bit blue today...The thought of Nishad going to school, a very good school in which he's ready to thrive in, also makes brings me to the reality that my little boy is growing...and soon, he won't be with me ALL day long. Funny, there were times when I thought that after we filled out his application and heard about his acceptance letter I would be doing the Hallelujah dance. I'm still excited for him. I'm just not dancing over not seeing him...albeit three hours a day...but he IS my baby. Hard to let go.

One World One Dream

Today was an opportunity for Nishad to get acquainted with the Olympic Games, but most importantly for Nishad to learn that the message during the activities is one of friendship and peace. People playing and working together in peace and friendship makes for a better and beautiful world.

As we watched the Opening Ceremonies, we made sure to cheer for countries with smaller representation- not just the popular ones. I feel that it's the people from those smaller, poor countries, that really bring forth the Olympic spirit as they are there representing their country, against all odds. Despite the annoyingly bias and 'political' commentary the hosts, it was an impressive show.

There were so many highlights and how could there not be on a 300 million dollar masterpiece? I have to admit that one of my favorite parts was the dancers who seemingly used their body's as an extension of a pen. As they danced, Chinese calligraphy 'magically' appeared and trailed behind them. I also found it very moving when they had the boy from the earth quake zone walk in the parade. They certainly did the Olympics proud. I've almost forgiven our NBC for upsetting my hubby by not broadcasting the ceremony live.

Our celebration began this afternoon. In preparation of the games we learned about China, made a Chinese lantern to decorate our dinner table and created a panda bear stick puppet. This weekend we'll continue on with our Olympic theme by creating a torch, flags and playing some Olympic, tot-size games.

For dinner, I made a better-than-take-out Chinese dinner! On the menu was Ma Po Tofu and Shrimp with Lobster Sauce. FANTABULOUS! Below are the recipes- You simply must try them. Your taste buds will jump up and down and give you a "perfect 10!"

Ma Po Tofu (Auntie D's recipe)
Ingredients
1 (1-pound) package reduced-fat firm tofu, cut into 6 slices
1/2 cup vegetable broth1 tablespoon cornstarch
2 tablespoons low-sodium soy sauce
1 tablespoon oyster sauce
1 to 2 teaspoons chili garlic sauce (such as Lee Kum Kee)
1 cup green beans, trimmed and cut into 2-inch pieces
1 tablespoon grated peeled fresh ginger (recommend mincing)
3 garlic cloves, minced
1/3 cup chopped green onions
Preparation
Place tofu slices on several layers of paper towels; cover with additional paper towels. Place a dinner plate on top of covered tofu; let stand 30 minutes. Remove plate; discard paper towels. Cut tofu slices into 1/2-inch cubes.Combine broth, cornstarch, soy sauce, oyster sauce, and chili garlic sauce, stirring with a whisk.
Heat a large nonstick skillet with 2 tbsp olive oil over medium-high heat. Add green beans; saute 8-10 minutes or until cooked and crisp. Add ginger and garlic; cook 1 minute, stirring constantly. Add tofu; cook 7-8 minutes or until golden, stirring frequently. Add broth mixture to pan. Bring to a boil; cook 1 minute or until mixture thickens. Remove from heat.
Sprinkle with onions.

Shrimp with Lobster Sauce
This is the recipe for shrimp with lobster sauce (without the black beans) that is often featured at Chinese take-outs and restaurants.
Ingredients:
Fresh shrimp, deveined and butterflied, 10 - 15 per person
4 to 8 spring onion (green onions, scallions), chopped
2 large garlic cloves, chopped or minced
2 cups of chicken stock (*I substituted vegetable broth)
4 tablespoons of sweet white wine, such as sweet Glen Ellen White Zinfandel
2 tablespoons soy sauce
2 teaspoons sugar
2 1/2 tablespoons of Cornstarch and 1/2 cup of water
4 egg whites, beaten with 1/4 cup of water
2 tablespoons vegetable oil for stir-frying
Preparation:Rinse the shrimp in warm water and pat dry. Rinse the spring onions, drain and chop. Chop or mince the garlic cloves. Combine the chicken stock, white wine, soy sauce, and sugar and set aside. In a small bowl, dissolve the cornstarch into 1/2 cup water. Whisk the egg whites into 1/4 cup water and set aside. Heat 2 tablespoons of oil in a wok, large pot, or frying pan or skillet on medium high to high heat. Stir fry the garlic and spring onions for about 30 seconds to a minute, taking care not to burn the garlic.Add the shrimp and stir fry for 2 minutes.Add the chicken broth mixture, bring to a boil and boil about 1 minute.Re-stir the cornstarch and water mixture and stir it into broth. Immediately afterward, slowly pour in the egg whites, breaking them up by gently stirring them with a fork (stirring them twice across and then twice across again in a tic tack toe pattern). Be careful not to over stir the egg whites. The dish is ready when the sauce begins to boil and thicken.

Nutritional Breakdown (based on 3 servings, with 30 shrimp total: Each serving includes: Calories 250, 14 g Carbohydrates, 19 g Protein, 10 g Fat, (1 g Saturated Fat, 6 g Monounsaturated Fat) 91 mg Cholesterol, 1 g Fibre, 2005 mg Sodium, 338 mg Potassium. Note: To reduce the sodium, use store bought low sodium chicken broth