Multicultural and all

This week in Avy’s school it is multi cultural week, each day they learn about a different culture, they eat that kind of food, dance to the native songs, make art projects on the said theme. Adorable I say! Two year olds running around learning the differences between their heritages.

So his teacher called me last week and told me she wanted to discuss this week and see what we can do for Avy, food wise. She also wanted to know if I can bring something Indian so they could do it one day. I thought it was mighty sweet of her to call me and workout something for Avy. So here is how it planned out:

Monday; Italian – The kids were having mini pizzas. So I got one of the pizza bases Avy can have and the sauce that the teacher had, was compatible with him, so he got his own pizza too.

Tuesday: Mexican- It was chips and salsa. Well Avy did not go J He stayed home to be pampered by his Paati (Grandmom)

Wednesday: Chinese- the kids were having egg rolls, so with my mom’s helps we made baked spring rolls with all purpose flour and the stuffing was of carrot and cabbage. Yummmy!

Thursday: Africa/India, well they had decided Africa first, but then since I offered to bring Indian, it was added later. So Paati made vadais for all the kids and we sent through some songs for the kids to dance too. I know, I know, Kilimanjaro and Boom Boom from Endhiran are not reflective of my very prestigious heritage, but Avy is TWO. All he knows is to shake his cute little booty to these songs and I want him to share it with his friends J. Of course, the vadai came out yummy and I was told that there was some serious bargaining happening in the morning, as Avy wanted to eat his Vadai at home itself, even before his friends could get their tiny little fingers on them.

Friday: Hawaii, well he will not be going, as he has his physical therapy appointment and his scheduled date with Paati.

So when I think about all the planning and effort that has gone into this week it makes me happy, gives me hope that even if Avy’s allergies never go away, we can manage. We can do our best to re-create or just create something which he can enjoy with his friends without feeling left out. For the first time in a long time I feel like I am in control of his allergies. So I am going to try to enjoy this feeling as long as it lasts.

Spending every evening looking at his face, thinking if those red dots should be there, debating if he need Benadryl for the night or if he can go by without it, worrying about what he touches, rushing to wash his hands when in doubt have become a way of life for us now, and only when someone from the outside comes and looks at it do we realize the magnitude of that. This is about you Paati. I know you heart breaks every time Avy itches or his face turns red and you keep the house freezing cold all day (even when he is not there), in the fear that his face may turn red from the heat, from the dryness and you hold back tears when his face breaks out and my reaction to all that is usually “Yeah, Benadryl koodutha seriya podium (Yeah, Giving Benadryl will fix it”.  Then it dawns on me that it is not the norm for you, and how far we have come (Yupa and me) and that I should be more sensitive to you.

We have learned to accept these occurrences and live our life day by day make decisions one day at a time that is the only way to maintain your sanity when dealing with so many allergies. You should too Paati. Otherwise it wears you down!!!

Experiences like this make you more sensitive to everyone else around you and about everything else around you. I hope my kid learned cultural tolerance in school (well, I think all he learned was, Paati vadai is yummy), and I hope as he grows he will be part of the world where people are sensitive to others limitations and we can learn to appreciate the differences in us.

I guess I put it up for the 'Indian' clothes!!

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1.11.11

To the guy who taught me how to stop and smell the roses, you do it again and again….

A digital frame with my childhood pictures…

A handbag organizer with all my handbags that were collecting dust under the bed, fully organized…

A book for us to share and cherish…

A movie that is close to my heart…

An artwork you so painfully did on the mirror that I just walked past only to be taught by you to stop and see …

A bunch of roses to the workplace to serve as a reminder…once again to stop and smell the roses and not run past them…

You made turning 30 a whole lot wonderful!! Thank you!

And to the little hero of the blog, who also made it so wonderful by giving me this video…Here

p.s Having mommy come in and staying for a few months is just the icing on the cake (on the way to the airport)!!

2011

I really hope you are the one where I get back to being how I was. Always smiling, always happy, a pessimist by nature, yet happy and smiling all the time. Give me my health back!!!!

Wishing all the readers a very happy and HEALTHY(stressing on the healthy part) New Year!

GET READY AND SAY CHEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSEEE!!!