Monday, December 25, 2017

holidays. days of holi.

Confession: over the past few years, I've grown a bit cynical about celebrating holidays.
In today's hyper-aware, "woke" and vigilant society, we're all slowly learning that pretty much every major holiday, no matter how non-religious or non-offensive it appears to be, either has its roots in something controversial or has a history of oppressing other people. In the age of the internet, opinions and viewpoints that have long been masked or unheard, are now instrumental in bringing controversy and debate to light, for better or for worse. Certain holidays are now getting knocked off their pedestals in some form (i.e. Columbus Day in some U.S. cities, Australia Day in certain areas).

Take American/Western Christmas, which has always been controversial in some aspect because of its numerous origins, modern consumerism and general over-saturation in popular media.

I grew up in conservative Christian communities that, at the time of my childhood, rejected many of the "secular" aspects of Christmas - Santa, elves, reindeer, etc. Anything that wasn't related to the birth of Jesus was considered the "war on Christmas" (oh how times have changed! and also not really). Christmas trees somehow escaped the ire of this particular viewpoint, so I always had a tree growing up - but I didn't get a stocking until my adult years, when I joined Ben's not-quite-as-religious families.

The same community was also really really not a fan of Halloween. I remember being pulled out of school for Halloween-related activities (crafts, music, parties, costume parades - and for a girl who looooves cosplay, this was really sad!) - so I totally understand that all holidays are complicated. (Disclaimer: I had a very happy childhood! But every generation faces their own controversies, and in the end everyone tries their best - and that's what counts.) So I get why people are discouraged from celebrating events that don't align with their ethnic or cultural identity - whether in fear of conversion or cultural appropriation. People are protective of their world-views, and the world-views of their children.

In many ways, all holidays exclude everyone. Thanksgiving can be offensive to Native Americans and indigenous people around the world. Religious Christmas excludes people who don't identify as Christian, as does secular Christmas because of the title of the holiday and its religious associations. Even the so-called Hallmark holidays such as Mother's and Father's Day have become dark days to many people, due to parents passing away; the deaths or estrangement of children; abortions, miscarriages, fertility issues. Valentine's Day is painful for people in terrible breakups or abusive relationships. And Arbor Day... only time will tell with that one.

So, what's the point of celebrating or observing any of these holidays - days that mean pain for many, and remind others of oppression and historical tragedy?

I don't have any answers. But I do have a toddler now. And I feel like perhaps I need to set aside my cynicism and holiday hopelessness for a little bit. Maybe holidays just exist to give us reasons to look forward to things, to pass the time in a positive way. Most holidays - controversial roots aside - are about hope, tradition, family and most importantly - food. Lots and lots of unhealthy but delicious food.

This Christmas season has been kind of refreshing for me. For the past month, Arden has grown increasingly excited about anything Christmas-related - religious, secular, everywhere in-between. The lights, the banners, the songs. She has no idea what any of them actually represent, but she loves pointing out festive trees, nutcrackers, Santa, baby Jesus, gingerbread men, reindeer, Jingle Bells... all of it. As her parent, it's been such a joy to see her wide-eyed with wonder about these icons and decorations. We took her to her first candlelight church service this Christmas Eve, where she clutched our (battery-operated) candles and waved them around like ground control at an airport, swaying to the different carols. It was pretty magical.

With time, I'm sure Arden will get to know the political and religious nuances when it comes to the history of these holidays. But for now, I want her to have a childhood filled with excitement and celebration, and most importantly respect for many cultures, religions and backgrounds. We're lucky that Melbourne (and particularly our neighbourhood) is a pretty diverse place, one that celebrates and acknowledges a growing number of festivities and festivals throughout the year.
baby Jesus and "Snow White", according to Arden...
A few people from back home have given me some heat about my willingness to observe other cultural holidays that don't necessarily align with Western Christianity. Last year, after getting some criticism about observing the Hindu festival of lights, I reached out to a friend who had grown up in a conservative household and was now living in a southeast Asian country where all holidays are observed and celebrated. I asked her if she was ever given a hard time about her children going to a school where Muslim and Hindu and Christian holidays were celebrated joyfully and equally, and how she felt about holidays like Diwali.

"I love learning about the values in all religions," she replied. "A holiday that celebrates light overcoming darkness? I'll celebrate that!"

I couldn't agree more.

CK

Sunday, December 10, 2017

spring 2017 updates.

Arden at her favourite toy store - the one with the animatronic dinosaur.
We had a really nice Spring season this year. Here are some boring updates.
twinsies.
Spring weather in Melbourne is always fun. After a few weeks of record heat in November, a weekend record rainstorm was predicted. There were warnings for residents to stay indoors, stores were putting sandbags in their entryways in anticipation, newspapers printed old photos of the last time a record rainstorm hit Melbourne (like something out of The Day After Tomorrow), and most shockingly of all - our maternal child and health centre cancelled playgroup! What resulted was a fairly significant rainfall on and off, but nothing out of the ordinary. There were places around Victoria that got flooded for sure, but Melbourne itself did not.

On the last day of the predicted "rainstorm of the century" we actually went (lawn) bowling for the first time with some friends. When my friend Ronelle initially invited us to go bowling, I'd pictured something much different (as in, what Australians call "ten pin bowling"), but this was also fun, and didn't involve renting a pair of hideous shoes.
Arden's a natural.
obligatory bowling selfie.
I turned 32, which was very fun. Arden turned two. Also, Thanksgiving came and went without fuss as it's not a celebrated holiday here (and that's how I like it! haha).
birthday brunch!
Arden is still thriving in her swimming and music classes. She gets very excited about going, and likes to "practice" the things she learns on her plush toys at home (helping them swim on their backs or jump into the pool). We recently had to switch locations and teachers for her music class, so she's been a bit shy this term, but she's getting very good at following directions in general, which is really fun to see. Her rhythm is really good, and she loves to "dance" (although usually she prefers being carried by one of us while WE dance, which is exhausting!).
Arden's face right before her "favourite part" of her favourite song (Jewel's "Sammy the Spider") comes on.
Arden recently had her first music "concert", where she (and I) got to "perform" a few actions to songs. She's pretty serious about it. We're very proud.
first blue ribbon!
performing "The Wheels on the Bus"
The Melbourne Maternal and Child Health teams threw a huge playgroup party for kids, which Arden loved. She even sat still long enough to get her face painted, which was pretty cute.
baby's first ink.
Fun fact: every November, Melbourne puts on the Night Noodle Markets - a 2+ week-long festival featuring dozens of Asian-themed food and drink stalls scattered over a picturesque site called Birrarung Marr. And every year we’ve lived here (not counting the first week we arrived in Melbourne), we've coincidentally hosted an American friend and taken them to this event (year one: my college friend Sara; year two: our Seattle friends Zach and Kyara; year three: Ben's cousin TJ).

This year, my college friend Lane was in town for work, and I all but dragged him and his friends to the noodle markets so we could continue our silly streak. Thankfully, they loved it! It's always great to see old friends in Melbourne. Who wants to visit the noodle markets (and us) next November? :)
thanks for hanging out, Lane!
Arden loves noodles.
And finally, this November marks our four-year anniversary of moving to Melbourne! It's still hard to believe how much has changed (and how much hasn't) in four years. We're still living in the same apartment and are still huge fans of the MCU; but we're also four years older, a few accomplishments wiser, and we've multiplied so now there's three of us. It's been a crazy journey, but wonderful just the same. We're grateful for our time here, and will hopefully keep having a great time no matter where we live in the future. :)
Mario and Super Mario.
CK
Also, have you guys seen this show yet? I did not think I'd be a fan, but I'm OBSESSED. Welcome back, Frank.