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the little guy turns two!

Today was Kairav’s birthday! It is so exciting that he is two, I love two-year olds and never really bought into that whole terrible twos thing.  He is lovely, and sweet, and clever, and definitely the class clown. He makes us all laugh all the time.

just out

I thought that since he is the fourth and last baby  I would be nostalgic about his birthday and leaving babyhood behind, but I’m not. I am more excited than ever to watch him grow, and change, and learn all the things his siblings can do and see his personality develop into the little boy he is becoming. And, I’m REALLY looking forward to being done with diapers, forever- and it looks like the end is not far away.

We started the day with yummy pear muffins and of course Kairav’s had a candle in it and we all sang happy birthday and he beamed.  Our friends Sarah and Lucy came over- Wednesday is the day we hang out and cook and knit while the boys are at their wilderness class.  They brought Kairav a balloon and some of those squeaky paper noise makers which were a huge hit.

birthday muffin

My parents are coming down tomorrow to celebrate the big day, so we thought we would wait until then for cake and gifts, plus then we get to watch him blow out his birthday candles twice.  Today is also Diwali (more on that later), so we had a big meal with lots of candles and sweets so there was celebration all day.

As I’ve said before I love birthdays and Kairav got even more kisses and hugs and cuddles than usual and when I put him to bed I said “Goodnight baby” because he will be my baby forever.


Home

If home is where the heart is, then my first thought is “my home must be Brooklyn”. We went down to Brooklyn last weekend for a friend’s wedding and had a wonderful time and we got to see many dear friends whom I miss terribly.

Greg and Ashley's Wedding

Ila and Honeycakes

Ila and Honeycakes

Andy at the Wedding

Whenever we drive across the George Washington Bridge and into Manhattan I feel like we are almost home.  Ulka loves the city more than the other kids, and when we exited the Brooklyn-Battery tunnel on the Brooklyn side she proclaimed, “Manhattan is over, Brooklyn has started” which I thought was very funny and quite right- Brooklyn is where it’s at!

Down in DUMBO

We stayed with our great friends Rich and Sara and their 3 wonderful, sweet and boisterous children.  It’s not easy for most folks in Brooklyn to house a family of 6, but Rich and Sara do it warmly and graciously and for that we are so thankful.

The kids were at home on their old stomping grounds and fit right it as though they never left.  We spent some time at Harmony Playground, had lunch in Prospect Park twice, met some good neighborhood home schooling friends, walked by the old apartment and hung out with our next door neighbor, had lunch with Ishaan’s godmother, went to Andy’s old studio space, and went down to DUMBO to check out the new and expanded waterfront park with Deroy and Jenna.

Kairav on the new carousel on the waterfront

Deroy and Jenna in training

Ulka doing her thing on the monkey bars

Climbing tree in Prospect Park

with Judith

Whenever we go back to Brooklyn I get really nostalgic for our life there and wonder why we ever left.  And then, I remember. 750 square feet, 2 bedrooms, 4 kids, no outdoor space, no laundry…..but though good and valid reasons, those were not the reasons  why we ultimately chose to leave our friends and our life that we loved. We wanted our children to be able to be free to play outside by themselves and with friends without constant adult supervision. We feel strongly that kids need that freedom and independence to grow up to be confident and well-adjusted. Because we are choosing to homeschool our kids, they don’t have that experience in school and in Brooklyn I had to take them every where.  I ended up being with them 24/7 and that was not a healthy relationship for any of us. I realize that we gave up a lot by moving out of Brooklyn and that our kids will miss out on tons of great opportunities, activities, diversity and culture but I have to be confident that we made the right decision for our family. I see the kids playing outside for hours at a time- building things, exploring, fighting and making up, having fun, getting hurt and recovering and coming in dirty and exhausted and excited to tell me all about it.

I will always love Brooklyn and a small part of me will always wish that we still lived there, but right now I am happy to just visit.  We are all meeting new people and forming new friendships, seeing new places, doing new things and becoming more and more rooted here all the time.  I look around at my kids, our house and yard, and the amazingly beautiful part of the country we live in, and think about our new friends here and I realize how blessed we are and that slowly, but surely this is becoming home, and I am happy.

autumn approaching

I love summer. I love running outside in bare feet and summer dresses. I love going to the beach and the pool and soaking in the sunshine. I love lemonade and mojitos. I love dinners of fresh fruit and yogurt. However,  I am beginning to realize that I am learning to welcome the change of seasons too and that I enjoy living seasonally.

At the first signs of spring I rush out to the garden and prepare it for summer- pruning, planting, planning. For the first few months of summer I am an avid, bordering on compulsive, weeder.  I spend hours tending and caring for the garden and it looks beautiful and neat and tidy. Then, as the summer progresses, my enthusiasm wanes a bit. The days are hot and I am not quite as excited to spend hours nurturing our garden. I’d rather sit in the shade and knit and enjoy the garden in its glory. Every so often I go on a weeding rampage but for the most part I just leave it alone. By the time fall comes, I’ve completely given up on it, and what I’ve realized is that is when the garden is most glorious. All the summer annuals that we set are big and mature and still full of blossoms. The fall flowers- sedum, holly, and mums, are starting to show their colors too. The flowers and plant have gotten big enough that they out compete the weeds. It still looks well-kept, but has a kind of wildness to it that I love.

I have been trying to make the most of these weeks of early fall by letting the kids play outside as much as possible, even if that means cutting into a little bit of the school day. We will have plenty of long winter months when we are forced inside to make up any work that I feel like we have missed. The leaves are just starting to change and I don’t want to miss out on that. Too many years I’ve mourned the end of summer and completely missed the beauty of the fall. I don’t want that to happen this year.

Ila learning how to whittle

Kairav mowing the lawn

In the coming weeks, after the hard frosts arrive, we will have to bed the garden down for winter. I will split and cut back the peonies, pull out the dead plants, take down the fence around the vegetable garden,  harvest the last of the potatoes and swill chard, and rake and rake and rake. I look forward to that too.

We went around and picked some flowers to bring inside. The little roses are blooming for a second time this summer- I suppose all that pruning in July paid off.  We also picked some for pressing so on those cold and dreary winter days, when we’ve forgotten what summer is like, we can pull them out and remember and look forward to next summer.

flower pressing