Thursday, August 29, 2013

Conversations with 4 yr olds

Veronica (very sad): Mimi and papa have to leave.

Mama: I know honey. Should we lock the doors and take them prisoner?

Veronica (with a huge smile and nodding ferociously) yes! 

Then pausing asks: do they have a key?

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Mama: Frankie they won't like it at school if you talk back.

Frankie: I won't talk back, I'm a gentleman.

Veronica: Me neither! I'm a woman!!

Mama: I think you mean lady.

Veronica: Yep that's right, I'm a lady.

Thursday, August 22, 2013

Farmer Chuck and our CSA


I've seen pictures on Facebook of my friends CSA baskets and I had no idea what it was. I set out to research it and fell in love with the concept. My time in New York definitely turned me into a foodie and when we had to start making choices on the foods we would feed the twins I started to learn about eating whole foods, less processed, and the many reasons to choose organic as much as possible. The more I learned the more educated choices we began making. CSA (community supported agriculture) therefore was the obvious next step. Once we were settled in our new home I set about finding one with a local pickup location, ability to get more than produce, and a farm I could bring the kids to to see where the food they were eating comes from.

Murray Hill Farm is everything I was looking for equipped with a modern day farmer that you could sit and talk for hours with. Farmer Chuck was kind enough to let us visit on his one day off as that was the only time that worked for everyone.


We rolled up to a quiet farm with chickens grazing peacefully all around us. The twins were so excited they could hardly contain themselves! Farmer Chuck was great!  He's our kind of crazy and we chatted as if we were all old friends. He took us to the hen house where Veronica shocked us by climbing up and helping gather the eggs with Franklin holding the basket. We saw sheep and turkeys and chickens oh my! And although Frankie was a little nervous by how loud the chickens were he still went in each house to hold the basket, not touching the eggs of course. 




We went up to the store to pick out our goodies and to say we were like kids in a candy shop would be an understatement. Ohio pure maple syrup, raw honey, garlic, peppers, a full basket of fruit and veggies, whole chickens, grass fed beef burgers and of course a dozen of the eggs the twins collected. Veronica devoured a peach at the farm and begged for another when we got home and the apple king would have eaten the whole lot if we let him. 


The yolks on the eggs were so full and meaty and we immediately fried some up for dinner. 

There is something to be said for eating local and knowing where the food you are nourishing your family comes from. Eating organic and partnering with your community farmers is fulfilling in a way I never realized. Plus it was more delicious than what you find at the grocery store. If you don't believe me try it out for yourself, I swear everything tastes better local!  I am proud of the way the twinnies embraced the farm and I have a feeling we will know Farmer Chuck for a long time to come.


Thursday, August 15, 2013

My First Entry

So I've struggled with what my first blog post should be about. Meanwhile letting all these moments pass by that I want to write about!! Then a perfect event happens that brings us full circle and it all made perfect sense why I waited til now to write. This is my journey that led me to starting this blog and sharing my life as a full time mom of twins plus one. This is a long one, in the future most will not be so winded, I won't promise that though...

I grew up in a small town in Michigan and from a tot I was obsessed with dancing. My mom found a dance studio to try, little did she know we would end up basically living there for the next 15 years. I lived and breathed dance, 6 days a week. Classes, company, rehearsals, teaching. My studio was not your typical dolly dinkle school of dance, we didn't care about the shiny costumes all my friends were wearing at their recitals because we made ours, we created our own world of exploration in that studio. You see Happendance is about so much more than steps. It's a place to explore ideas, emotions, events; you name it we danced about it. My mentor, Diane is the type of woman you gravitate towards. She is so committed to her craft, art, and students. She was my guide to finding my love for the stage, for travelling, and a deep passion to go out and affect the world. She left me with a quote around the time of my high school graduation that has been a standing motto of mine since. We were hovered around her in our comfortable circle and she asked us to think about where we wanted to be in our lives in ten years. For me that was easy; dancing with a company and travelling from city to city. I never saw myself truly getting married but I wanted a baby at some point. One that would travel with me and grow up in a dance studio. I know not everyone's idea of perfect but at the time it was mine. Next she said to forget it, wipe the slate clean. She told us as long as we always "Follow your Bliss" we may not end up where we think we should, but we will end up where we're meant to be. In the moment it resonated with me but at the same time I never thought I would end up anywhere differently. I have thought of that conversation at every major turning point in my life. It has been a beacon, a guide on how to make decisions. I am so thankful that my mom sought out and believed in such a different approach to dance. She was right there with me until I could finally drive, and even then she was still my biggest supporter.

At 18 I ran to NYC, went to college at Marymount Manhattan College and pursued my career in dance. I was lucky again to find a group of like minded dancers in school and we continued performing together after graduation. Throughout my career these shows were definitely a highlight. Rehearsing in Central Park or a loft in Brooklyn, and performing wherever and whenever we could. It didn't matter because we were creating art together and we were inspired. I only wish that it was enough to sustain me. I loved every minute of it, but the business side of the industry, among a few things took it's toll on my love for the art and I started to lose my passion. I went to South Africa with one of the best ladies I have ever had the pleasure of knowing and toured her beautiful country. I was there for 6 weeks and literally road tripped around the country, spent time on her family's gorgeous farm, touring Kruger Park, sun downers in Cape Town, team USA at the Cape of Good Hope... One of the most incredible journey's of my life.

One of my most vivid memories on the trip is of the sky. It was huge, no gigantic, actually I don't think there's a word for it. It went from your toes on the left, overhead, and all the way down to the toes on your right.Now maybe because I had been living in New York for 8 years that any sky would be huge, but even so I was in awe and was struck by the enormity of it. I truly felt so tiny in this world, so insignificant. That trip, I realized how unhappy I had really been and knew I needed to make a change. Within the year, I would leave New York. Anyone who knew me at the time, was in utter shock upon my revelation and ultimately my decision. I worked hard, held numerous jobs to fight for my dream, and had no intention of going anywhere anytime soon. Back from Africa and my whole world was shifted upside down. I knew I needed to follow where my heart was telling me to go. The hardest part was leaving the family we had created there. I moved to Chicago at the end of the year. I meant to only take a short break from dancing. To "find out who I was without it". But the truth is I don't think I ever had any intention of going back. Not at that time.

It's been more than a few years since that coming of age moment of my youth, and of course she was right. The picture I had painted for myself doesn't exist, and I am thankful for that. I am married to my best friend and partner in life. We have a beautiful family and are just starting our journey together. These are the sweet years that I know one day I will long for again.

I went home recently for a reunion my studio, Happendance was having. I struggled about going, 3 kids -- 4 year old b/g twins and a 10 month old, I live far away, we were in the midst of moving, yada yada. This has been a tough year for my family, and I'm tired and a bit drained to be honest. In spite of all that, I felt compelled to go, I couldn't imagine missing it. It worked out that my husband would be busy working all weekend and I haven't been home since Christmas, so I was due. I took my oldest daughter to see the current students perform at Jazz Fest (to say she loves to dance is an understatement. "She doesn't walk thru life, she dances" to quote my husband.) At the reunion I was so happy to see a few old friends and of course Diane. Many gave testimonials that felt as if they were reading a page from my own heart. I felt a sense of community and family in a way that I haven't felt very often. On a side note, anyone that has a child interested in dance in the Lansing and surrounding areas, please head this way. You will be giving your child an incredible gift. The new CEO, Missy Lilije, is someone I am honored to say I danced for and with. I couldn't think of a better person to succeed Diane. She has the same level of commitment, drive, and talent to grow Happendance and continue evoking change in peoples lives.

I read this blog titled Am I a dancer who gave up? right before I went to the reunion. In it the girl talks about a young student asking her if she had any breakdowns when she gave up on her dreams? Ugh, pretty harsh and it cut thru me to the core. I have definitely struggled at times with my decision to walk away. But I loved her answer to that question and it changed the way I view myself. It has been many years since I was on a professional stage but I am still a dancer, I always will be. I looked around to the women before me, that I only knew as girls, and I was so proud to be apart of that group. There is a business owner whose an artist, a teacher, a doctor, a director, a mom. All artists trained to go out into the world and do things differently. I left with a renewed energy and desire to approach life the way I know in my heart I want it to be. The world needs full time moms, ones that are artists too.

It's been nearly 10 years since I was in South Africa and came upon a fork in the road. I am so glad that I listened to that beacon and followed my bliss without knowing what that was. I am far more blessed than I could ever have dreamed of. I am ready to own that now and to pursue life as a mom who's also an artist, wherever that may lead.