I am always concerned about making sure my kids feel comfortable in their own skin. Part of that is making sure they are aware of their heritage and culture. I will never forget the first time I gave the boys homemade Mexican food. I grew up in a small town that had a large Hispanic population. I watched my friends mom make tortillas, fajitas, pico de gallo, burritos, the very tedious tamales, and tres leche cake. So when I presented my children with the genuine food of their mothers culture, I was so proud. They took one look at their plate and asked what it was. I was crushed and they thought I had lost my mind. We've come a long way since.
I also thought it would be a good idea to have the boys create a Mexican Christmas tree with ornaments indicative of Mexico and South America. Daniel thought that sounded like a great idea only he wanted to have a Korean Christmas tree instead.
I guess as long as the kids know that we love them, that's good enough. Right now they laugh about the time I tried to poison them with Mexican food. We actually eat quite a bit of Mexican food now and they love it. Someday they may have a new complaint like why didn't you teach us more about our ethnic background.
So, as much as I would like to, we're not celebrating cinco de Mayo. As Isaac says with a laugh..."We're Americans." We are not having tacos for dinner and I guess I won't have a margarita either. We will have grilled salmon and ratatouille for dinner (Nicko's favorite), we will have 'regular' tree for Christmas and we will love it.
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