Indepence.

Our first holiday in our new city: Independence Day! How appropriate as we haven’t felt this independent in years! Prior to moving 50 miles south, we were, well….to be candid…sponging off of other cities. Yes, we had super low taxes, but no amenities to show. I never realized how much we did that until we moved. Whether it was park facilities, splash pads, pools, events, community ed programs, even schools (although we do pay for private tuition for both of our children), business’, clinics and hospitals… Looking back, we were always in the car headed somewhere~ And that somewhere, on average, was 30 minutes. Add snow. Well, you the picture. The thing is, you just condition yourself to “do it.” Until you’re out of the situation can you really reflect.

While we do continue to love our home in Otsego, life just seems so much simpler now. We realize how blessed we are to be able to still own it and purchase a 2nd house (especially, on one income all the while paying for private tuition for the boys). It is also reassuring to have a wonderful family renting there now, filling the walls with laughter and love.

By no means are we treating that house like a step-child. That was our first home. The home we brought our babies home to. The home I single-handily planted every bush, tree, flower, etc. That was the neighborhood I created and maintained a website for: friendlymeetingplace.com, organized a progressive luncheon as a neighborhood ice-breaker, had an open party invite for people in the neighborhood to attend a Halloween party at our house, hosted a cookie exchange in which fellow neighbors delivered cookies in order to reach out to new people in the neighborhood, as well as a neighborhood breakfast and ice cream social in the park as well as having helped out with National Night Out. That was the city that I proudly became active in by volunteering for the local festival, serving as a tri-chair for the bond and levy campaign, donating time and services with my photography business to organizations and causes and served as Chair for the park and rec. commission.

I can’t forget all of the wonderful people I met (shout out to: S.Kre.,K.H.G., L.C., J.G., S.T., K.M., A.W. ) that I’m so lucky to be able to call my friends! This was the place where our boys had their first playdate and trick or treated among friends. We will always have fond memories there– and who knows, perhaps in a few years we’ll keep it solely for our “cabin.” 🙂 The creek in our yard occasionally does get high- perhaps some tubing action in future years? ha,ha.

Our move was based on what was personally best for our family. With the move in mind, our top priority~ being that we now had the opportunity to move virtually anywhere in the Twin Cities and surrounding suburbs, was the school district.

So now…
-we’ve changed our address on our license
-have new library cards!
-started to fill out official paperwork for when Nishad transitions into public school for first grade (Fall, 2012)
-feel a bit spoiled without having to drive any further than 10 minutes to EVERYTHING under the sun (bonus: major reduction in our green carbon print!)
-are amazed at the plethora of beautiful parks, events and activities that promote a healthy and sound “family” life-style all within our own backyard
-are a little gitty about never having to choose between a few places to eat (now we can’t decide ate which amazing– and organic– place to dine)
-can not get over having our own library and aquatic center
-love the peace of mind that a solid school district defined by excellence brings to my core
-enjoy the fact that grocery shopping is no longer an event (Whole Foods is 10 minutes away, Trader Jo’s 8 minutes away, Byerly’s is 5 minutes away!)
-are beyond thrilled to have a community ed program that is built off importing strong schools/organizations/instructors to teach classes (for example, Martha Burn’s Swim School [same tier as Foss Swim School] handles all swim instruction offered, through a community ed price)

We really didn’t know what to expect at our first “community event.” However, the night prior, while driving home on Vernon, we saw a bunch of lawn chairs that people placed to ‘mark’ off their spots of the Independence Day parade. Suddenly, my expectations for this little community parade rose a lot!

The following morning, we found a arrived at the parade route to ‘hunt’ for a spot. We did find one, but it was PACKED! Some of the Edina veterans and police officers explained to us how the kids get to collect candy, but to make sure we ‘supervise’ them as their are cars, etc. in the parade. Got it. With so many parades banning candy and free stuff, I thought it was neat that they still allow it.

Growing up in a city in the suburbs of Chicago, we LOVED a parade ~ and they were often quite political. I really missed not having this experience in the city I lived in…I was so excited that our children now got to experience it. They loved it!

I also LOVED that Nishad stood up for every American flag that passed us in the parade. This happened after a veteran singled him out by waving and yelling to him to come by him (he is pictured below, in the back looking at the camera). He gave Nishad the flag he was waving. How beautiful and inspiring that someone that has given so much already, continues to give more… This was a moment when I wish I had my good camera (I shoot 95% of my pics these days with my iphone— I know, I know…slackin!). After, I explained who the man was to Nishad— even at 5, I believe he “got it” and understood what it meant. The parade and all the groups were great…

But please never forget…This is the ‘land of the free’ because of the brave.

More Tiger

“Live Art” by Tiger. He has such a brilliant, artistic mind.

Must be the dancer in me- I just loved seeing his bare piglets.

Taking a nice sniff of the “flower” he picked for me.
Marveling at the ants on the bark of the tree.

Little Feet. 🙂

Kissing the “precious flower.”

A swingin’ time.

Date with Tiger

Oh those little bare feet that I could kiss a million times and never grow tired of it…Dusty bare feet from running in the pebbles at the park…Yet, they are still delicious!

While Nishad was in fish camp from 9am to 3p.m. for one week, Tiger and I were able to hang out together. While we missed Nishad, I really appreciated the one-on-one time that I got to share with him. One of my favorite things to do is to go to a park and just marvel at my kiddos behind the lens of my camera. To me, this has the same effect of meditation in a yoga class. 🙂 No “fancy” outfits…no photo editing, or software- just raw pics of my kiddo being himself. What’s not to love?!

Yes, Tiger gave himself a haircut. He brought me the glue after and asked me to “glue it back.” ha,ha. 🙂

Crocks inspired bridge? Or bridge inspired Crocks?

To Tiger and I, it will always be a flower.

Heart like a Wheel.

Heart like a wheel: 6 years, 2 kids, 1 out of state move and 1 in state move later, she runs again! She has been safely tucked away in the third stall of our Otsego house all these years, put on the back burner as so many other things in life take priority. However, after we leased out our house to our tenants, we were motivated not to have ‘her’ towed out, but driven out. That plan didn’t go so well as the fuel line was blocked after all these years of sitting. So, ‘she’ (yes, she) was towed to a shop in St. Paul, placed in trusted- very capable hands. $1400 later, I took my first drive in her in years. Nishad’s last remarks, “Push the medal to the petal, but be careful Momma!” I was 19 years old when my Dad gave her to me. He restored it for me– fastbacks are pretty hard to come by. I see lots of coupes, but fastbacks…and this being the first mustang that came out on the line right from Deerborn, Michigan melts my heart with thoughts of what it means to be American and take part in this special collectors club of car enthusiasts. There is something so awesomely cool about driving a car that is 46 years old! It has withstood the test of time…a much different destiny for the majority of the cars on the road today. So much for “fix or repair daily”… This car has such memories boxed up inside of it. Some of my favorite include my friends Kelly and Jessica… It’s funny when I think about about all the times that I would drive EVERYWHERE in this car, without a cell phone. To Michigan, Southern Illinois, etc… and today…well, I don’t leave my house without my phone to go to the local park. Windows down, shades on, tunes on…life was good~ And, with a certainly little 3 and 5 year old and the love of my life in the passenger seat….life has never been better. Thank you, Ashish, for knowing that this car is pricessless…and for not letting ‘her’ die. Yes, with my Dad owning several classic chevy’s (a 1955 that is a national award winner), I come from a ‘car family’– and I’m proud of it! This seems to be something in my boys DNA as well. 🙂
By the way, “Heart Like a Wheel” is actually a movie I saw about Shirley “Cha-Cha” Muldowney– a female drag racer. I wanted to race like Cha-Cha.

School is Out!

Two of my favorite people at one of our favorite places: Como Zoo!

Tiger will pretty much ride anything Nishad goes on. I can not believe I will have a kiddo in K next Fall!