School Diaries: Consequences of Incomplete Notes

Thursday, July 05, 2018

Since I have two kids in big school, I think I'll start a series of their experience and my experiences as well.  I'll use the hashtag #DIDISchoolDiaries.  I just hope that I'll be able to sustain this, hopefully good stories will come out.  Hahaha!!

Since school started for Kailee, things have been different.  She is already spending what is considered a whole day in school.  She brings lunch and has it in school, she doesn't come home until in the afternoon - so that means there are no afternoon naps.  She would come home energized wanting to spend time playing - but of course, there are home works.  For the first week, there was still no home works, just reminders.  You can say the first week was quite easy not as demanding.  But, I noticed every morning, she would still be quite sleepy when I wake her up.  There's a pinch in my heart every time I see her standing up waiting to be dressed (by me) with her eyes closed.  I know the feeling, I went through that feeling - but it's something she needs to go through.  I'm really lucky that there has been no meltdowns in the morning.  When I call her to wake up, she does - without crying nor drama, so I guess I'm quite lucky in that department.

But something's quite amiss.  Since Kailee is in Grade 2 - a lot of things have changed.  She would have more subjects.  That means - more books.  Her schedule is different (whole day) and the time she gets home is quite later that what she has been used to for the past two years.  I would notice the difference like she would yearn to play when she gets home (to de-stress, I think) or is more tired that usual because she looks it.  But despite those, she's been a trooper and I admire her for that.

As for school work, well - she's quite excited.  Well, she has been enjoying school and I'm honestly happy that she is.  Academically, she's doing well - unlike me when I was younger.  Hahaha!  One major difference though now that she is in Grade 2, is that they need to copy their reminders on the HSCN (Home School Communication Notebook) during my time, it was simply called an *assignment notebook*.  Everyday, they would have noted on them - one thing I noticed is her penmanship.  Her handwriting is very nice!  I am so proud!  Hahaha..  But then, there is a downside - for the past three weeks, there are been instances that she would have incomplete reminders on her HSCN.

The first time it happened, she told me immediately when she got home *Mommy, can you ask the Mommy of my classmate for the homework?  I didn't get to finish copying mine*  This first time, struck me as funny - and smart, because she knew which mommy of the classmate to ask.  But then it happened again.  I said that I would help her, but only until the 1st week of school.  That if she didn't get to finish - she will need to suffer the consequence of not bringing what she needed to bring to school.  I would like to think she understood what it meant, I mean - I explained it as clearly as I could that time.

But it happened again and again.  And I was getting frustrated.  She would come to me with those begging eyes asking for help.  As a parent, how can you say no, right?  But I had to stand my ground.  She will never learn - and I don't like that.  I don't like my kids to be part of the generation of always assuming that there will be someone to help them.  I need them strong, determined and resilient.  But how do you teach that right?  We parents (especially now) have the tendency to try and shield our kids from any form of hardships - our reasoning, because they're kids!

Yesterday was different.  When she got home, she immediately tried to de-stress.  It was something odd because she usually opens her bag and shows me her HSCN.  So what was different now?  I had to ask - if she copied properly and if it was complete.  She looked at me with sad eyes, not knowing how to answer correctly.  She then showed me instead.

It's not complete, AGAIN.  It's quite frustrating you see - when you constantly remind her of what she needs to do in school.  Her reason all the time is that there wasn't enough time - which made me think, how come her classmates finish copying theirs?  What's so special with Kailee?  This made me ask fellow moms to ask their daughters to observe Kailee when they are copying from the blackboard.  One classmate said that Kailee does copy - but is quite slow (maybe because she wants her handwriting perfect).  But that's not a good enough reason for me.  Kailee keeps blaming the time for her not finishing.  I would totally understand if she came home EVERY DAY with incomplete notes, but she doesn't.  There are more times that her notes are complete, than her notes being incomplete.

I knew I had to put my foot down and stand my ground.  I had to teach her this lesson in responsibility.  No matter how much I wanted to give in and help her, I know that when I do - it'll just make her think that I will do it every single time.  Mind you, I would like to help her, my heart says to help - but my mind told me to not help.  It's quite confusing, but I'm sure you know what I mean.  THE STRUGGLE IS REAL.

So, I told her - tomorrow, your envelope #3 will be empty because nothing is written there.  She then started to cry and ask for help.  I wanted to hug her, but I stopped myself - I just told her, how would we know what to put in since nothing is written after the words envelope #3.  She then told me, ask the mommies of my classmates.  SHORT CUT.  This is why millennials are the way they are - parents have been indulging them, rescuing them from consequences and punishment.  I would like to stop the cycle by doing what I can - hard as it may be, I know I MUST do it - para sa ikakabuti ng anak ko.  So, I stood my ground - and said No.

She cried.  Buckets.  She even told me *You don't love me because you don't want to help me*  This broke my heart - but what was I to do?  I didn't want to be at her mercy (even if my heart was bleeding)  I needed to be firm.  I needed to be strong.  She repeated this over and over again - to which I replied that if I loved her and wanted to help her, I am helping her to be lazy - and you know how much I hate LAZY.  After a while, she stopped and sat down on the sofa with a sad face.  She kept on looking at her bag - worried and tensed, she didn't know what she needed to do.  I then told her, that she needed to figure out by herself that she needed to do.

Before dinner, I reminded her to fix her bag.  She knew what she needed to do and started to do it.  When she got to envelope #3, she came to me with begging eyes saying *What should I put on my Envelope #3?*  I then looked at her and said *Nothing, it's supposed to be empty because you didn't copy it completely.  Look at your HSCN - envelope #3 is black - nothing follows it*.

She began to cry.  Tears running down her face.  She looked so sad and helpless.  I wanted to hug her but I had to practice self control.  I can't - I chose not to help her - I can't buckle, not now.  So I just told her 'That is what happens, Kailee - you need to face the consequences of not copying the notes completely*  She then cried harder and louder - telling me that I don't love her because I REFUSE to help her even if I can.  No matter how much I explained to her, she couldn't understand why her mommy didn't want to help her.  But I let her cry it out, she needs to cry it out.

I was honestly thinking - a 7 year old might not understand the situation well - but I was already there, I stood my ground - back tracking will only make her realize that when she turns the waterworks - mommy will start helping.  It was a real struggle - believe me.  My heart was breaking, I wanted to shield her from the pain and embarrassment in class, but I thought - she needed this, she needed to learn something out of this situation.

Then she suddenly stopped and went out of my room.   I thought, maybe she realized I was of no help to her Now that I was all alone and I started thinking - was what I did too much?  Was I over the top?  Was I that evil?  A part of me said - it had to happen eventually - it was now or next time.  I then decided to go down for dinner.  As I was going down the stairs, Kailee met me halfway on the stairs, she looked up at me and said:

'Mommy, I have an idea - I just put all my books in the bag so I have it all complete'

When I heard this, I hugged her so very hard telling her 'That is a BRILLIANT idea'

She then hugged me back and sobbing.  My heart was breaking and rejoicing at the same time.  It was like my heart was bursting with PRIDE!  She was able to think clearly despite her fear and helplessness.  And WITHOUT MY HELP!   I was so proud!  I then told her, that her bag will be heavy - she said it was okay, as long as she had all the books there, she's okay with it.

It was such a proud mommy moment.  It was a teaching moment SUCCESS on all kinds of level.  What I needed her to be and do - she did and even went beyond and impressed me.  I am so proud of her idea and proud that I didn't need to back down!  Hahaha...

  This is what I wanted her to learn, to be resilient - this is what will make her have grit in the future.  I am so proud that she even thought of that.  My Panget was impressed too - he said he saw her come down and Kailee started packing her bag with books, he thought I backed down and started to help her.  I swear, I wanted to cry out of happiness and pride - but I had to stop myself.

Kailee impressed me with her idea, I am so proud of her idea.  That despite her VERY LIMITED resources, she knew what she had do to uplift the situation.


Kailee is on the right track - she's winning in LIFE.


I know there are parents out there that would go over and beyond to help their kids.  But I feel that we should only do so much.  Helping them in EVERYTHING is not helping them in the future.  It will just make them dependent on us and on others.  I say this because during my time - parents were not pro-active in their child's daily homeworks.  There was no mommy breakfast getting to know you sessions, no viber, no phones with cameras to take pictures of home works.  We were on our own.  Our parents didn't call other parents to ask for assignments.  If we missed copying details then we had to suffer the consequences.  We had to be resourceful, we needed to do it ourselves (call classmates) since there were no cellphones then nor the internet.

I feel that parents nowadays have this tendency to overly protect their kids - I want to break that cycle.  If I survived, I want my kids to survive it too.  I do understand that it's just a parental thing to try and help and protect - but in the end, what kind of human beings do we want to our kids to be?  I seriously want my kids to be strong and resourceful and resilient.  I want them to make mistakes, accept responsibility for their mistakes and learn from their mistakes.  I feel now, the norm is to blame other people - it's the traffic, he or she didn't give me a chance, it's their fault - it's always someone else and never them.

I realized that I am strict.  Even stricter compared to my mom - but I feel I need to be a strict mom/aunt.  This will benefit them in the future.  I am not unreasonable nor unfair - but I want to be a certain way so that my kids don't act up in the future.  I don't want to reason out that my kids are they way they are because they're kids - kids need guidance and without proper guidance, well - what will happen to them?  They will just be part of the generation that is tolerant to everything and anything.

It's a very long journey to be honest - but what happened is a good start to that journey.  And I couldn't be any prouder of Kailee and how she resolved her issue.  And that's why I wanted to share this - Kailee at 7 years old impressed me with how she broke through the process and resolved the problem.  Imagine if her thought process was like this at 7 years old, what more can she accomplish when she gets older?  Much much more.

School Diairies: Getting picked on in school

Friday, June 29, 2018

I know it happens EVERYWHERE because of all the news and media attention it gets.  But I have always been aloof on the topic, thinking - *Nah, it won't happen to me*  but it happened to my child, specifically - Connor.

It's barely been two weeks yet there have been incidents.  Mind you, they're not very alarming - but still incidents - just the same.  So what happened? 

1st Incident:
When I picked Connor up from school - he told me that someone punched him on the shoulder.  When I asked who it was, he mentioned the name of his classmate.  I was at first skeptical because the name sounded a bit foreign - but when I looked at his class list, I found the name.  I then asked what he did next and he said *nothing* but after a while he said he punched back.  I am not very sure on the accuracy of his account - so I emailed his teacher about it.  I was very impressed because the teacher replied swiftly, saying that she was aware of the incident because Connor reported it to her.  She said they will try and investigate on what happened.  And that if it happened again, that Connor should immediately report it to the teacher.

2nd Incident:
The day after I reported the 1st incident, Connor told me that this same boy called him names.  So I asked what the boy called him.  Connor said *He calls me a box!*  I honestly didn't understand what that meant but then I just brushed it off, but made sure to remember this incident.

3rd Incident:
Yesterday, while inside the car - Connor tells me that this boy teased him.  Saying that he looked like *Hello Kitty*.  I then said, it's okay since Hello Kitty is cute.  I think he took offense because he answered me with *But I am NOT a girl!*  Again, I brushed it off but made sure to remember it.  

I then decided to wait it out and see if this will reach a 5th incident (before I do something more than tell the teacher),  My Panget said why wait for a 5th incident, I said it was because I needed for the boy to repeat what he did - just to prove it's not a random a few times thing.  At least with 5 incidents, no one can tell me that it happened once or twice and won't ever happen again.

Then yesterday, when I picked up Connor - the teacher asked to speak to me.  She said that there was an incident that morning but they were unclear if it was punching or kicking.  Connor said he was punched, while the boy admitted he kicked Connor.  Both boys were taken to an office and spoken to, the boy apologized to Connor.  Teacher said that they have taken measures and have been reminding the boy to watch his actions.  I felt a bit relieved because the school was able to do something about it, I just hope that there won't be other incidents.  The teacher then said that she felt that the boy was just rough playing, so I just took it lightly.

Then while inside the car, Connor told me happily that he went to the Principal's office with the boy - and the principal spoke to them.  I was honestly confused because I was told by teacher that it was a teacher team leader/supervisor that spoke to the boys, but I let Connor tell his side of the story.  He said that the boy said sorry to him.  Then the teacher told them to use *gentle hands*.  Then after while he blurted out 'Mommy, I almost cried but I didn't'  I asked why he almost cried, he said because it hurt very much.  That is when my heart broke.  He was forcing himself not to cry - and that he felt hurt with the punch.  That means, this punch wasn't light nor was it a playful thing or rough play.  I do understand that there are some kids that are heavy handed but Connor was hurt enough to have the urge to cry.  And Connor doesn't cry unless he's really hurt (physically and emotionally)

I was already ready and prepared to let go of the issue to be honest, because I felt a bit better after speaking to the teacher.  But then Connor brought this up and I was again bothered.

How do you handle situations like this?  I am honestly at a loss and I don't know how to handle it properly.  As much as I want to confront, I know it's not the best solution.  I am trying different methods, but if these methods prove not to improve the situation - then I may need to go straight to the parent.

I need to protect my child too.  But I am exercising caution and patience as much as I can.  I can be a bitch and go on a total offensive - but I know it won't do me nor the situation good.

This is one test that is proving to be quite difficult.

And it's just the second week of school.

Letting go - slowly.

Tuesday, June 26, 2018

Kailee is now 7, she's in Grade 2 and my heart breaks a little.  I think it'll break more as the years pass.  Every morning, I wake up and bring her to school, I have been doing this for the past two years - this year is my 3rd year.  This year is different as I am the one who wakes her up and dresses her in the morning.  I know it's just been just a few days of school - but it's something I look forward to.  Maybe because I am pregnant and sleep is a bit disrupted - I tend to wake earlier than usual but it's a welcome change since I get to spend this time with Kailee.

Every morning for the past few days, we walk to her gate.  The walk is a bit longer than what we usually do for the past 2 years - but it's still okay.  I let her pull her stroller bag because I need her to know and feel that it's her bag and not mine (I just hold her lunch box for her).  When she enters her gate and taps in her ID - I can't help but have this proud feeling in my heart that she is doing okay.  But this morning, I felt a pinch in my heart - I felt sad and proud at the same time.  She was independently pulling her bag and walking to her room.  She had this confidence in her and a smile that tells me everything is okay.  But I am not okay.  I am having a hard time letting go.

As I type this, I have tears welling in my eyes.  Haha!  Pregnancy hormones!  I can't explain it, but it hurts - but I know it's something that I need to deal with as the years will come.  It doesn't get easier.  I remember an elder telling me that time flies by more quick when they start school - and it's true!  I can't seem to hold on to them and shield them from whatever - but I need to try because it's the only way for them to learn and grow.

Wish me luck guys.

Wish me luck.

Shortcuts, Laziness & the Easy life...

Wednesday, June 20, 2018

I have noticed that people have become lazy.  I apologize in advance for stereotyping, but the younger generation seems to want everything done - short cut.  They want everything handed to them with ease.  Hard work seems alien to them.  They want things fast and would declare boredom in an instant that they're not being given what they want.

When I was still in school, I remember being told to read texts, directions and handouts two times or more, just to make sure you have all the details that you need.  So I was trained to READ THROUGH everything, painstakingly.  It was something that I didn't want to do, but had to do - and when I became an adult, it was beneficial because - I became patient enough to read through manuals, books and ads.  I remember to always read through everything, even the fine print, just to avoid those unfortunate instances.

Now, why am I writing about this?  Well, I came across a person in the FB Marketplace that sent me a message about some items that I was selling.  Apparently, she just saw the ad and assumed to have seen everything that she needed to see and KNOW and messaged me immediately.  I on the other hand, assumed that she must have read through the whole ad, was surprised and answered with ARE YOU KIDDING ME?  I don't think there is any subtle interpretation of my reply - I was being sarcastic.  You see, things get lost in translation in messages, chat messages to be specific, as we do not hear the tone of the other person's voice.  I admit to it, there was only one tone that I wanted to put forth, and it was a sarcastic one.

She then replies to me angrily, telling me that I shouldn't have answered sarcastically.  Noted on the tone, but what I disliked was that - SHE DIDN'T READ THROUGH THE AD PROPERLY.  There was a READ MORE button, but she didn't even click it to read through the ad.  I had to encircle the READ MORE words and screen capture it just to make my point.  She then retorted that yes, she admits that she didn't click through it - thus her question, her point was that she was trying to make a *bargain* and began telling me how wrong I was to answer sarcastically.

I admit, my reply was sarcastic - but I think I am entitled to how I wanted to reply to something that I find really stupid.  I mean come on, DO DUE DILIGENCE in reading!  Blaming the other person's tone of reply to justify your shortcoming is what?  I mean, okay - I take responsibility for being sarcastic, but it was my reaction to the stupidity of the question.  I mean, I'm sorry but I really found her question or bargaining skills really stupid.  Who in their right minds would go and bargain without having all the information?  It's like going to a debate without all the details and just filling them in as you went along, diba?  Well, that's what I felt.  But you know what - I still apologized to this person that she felt offended, but seriously speaking - READ FIRST BEFORE YOU GO ON A TIRADE!

I feel that people nowadays just read through what they want to read and the rest they just make it up along the way.  WHERE IS THE DILIGENCE IN THAT?  I know most everyone wants short cuts, but there are just things that short cuts won't cut through!

Then I get another inquiry on the same ad asking me if I had pictures.  You know, the ad is COMPLETE with images, a group image and INDIVIDUAL images, but this person who asked was too lazy to click through the ad to look for what he's looking for.  LAZY.  I then had to tell this person to check the ad's images because I would be sending the same thing.  But the person didn't stop there, I was asked again for description of the items, to which I screen capped the image of the description and asked that person to READ!  But it didn't end there - the person seemed to be confused on the simple instructions.  In the end, I just gave up and stopped replying altogether.  I swear, my brain couldn't take it anymore.  I've had enough of these laziness to be honest.  ENOUGH!

I know every single person would want to have the best kind of bargain they can, but they can be nice about it and word it PROFESSIONALLY.  In this age of text messages and Facebook, people have become complacent and have become lazy and business ethics have been thrown out the doors and windows never to be seen again.

Once I received an FB messenger inquiry, this message came it at almost 11:00PM (night time), I then received a follow-up message some 30 minutes after that and another one after an hour.  The last message came in at about 3:00am with an angry tone that was threatening, the message was somthing like this *Hindi ka ba talaga, magrereply?  Magiiwan ako ng negative comment! /So are you really going to ignore my messages?  I'll be leaving a negative comment!*  Imagine reading this the next morning.  I had to reply with *Hello, your messages came it AFTER office hours, no one was available to reply to your queries.  We are available now, and we will answer in a while*  We then received a reply *Hindi ba kayo 24/7?*  to which I answered that business hours were from 8am to 5pm during weekdays - the reply we got after this was the SILLIEST reply we have EVER gotten *Eh bakit pa kayo nasa Facebook kung hindi kayo 24/7*?  The whole office laughed out loud when we read the reply.  This person had the littlest brain ever, this person is unable to comprehend that being on Facebook doesn't mean it's being manned 24/7.  See his logic?  It's really really stupid!


Since my kids are now both in big school.  I have noticed that some parents want their children to have ease of everything.  We carry their bags, drop them off the nearest gates and buy what they want because it goes with the trend.  I know as parents, we want whats best for our children - but showering them with all these things, might not be all good for them.

I remember my SIL being surprised that I wanted to drop off Kailee at the gate of my choosing because of MY convenience.  She warned me that it was a long walk for Kailee if I dropped her off the gate of my choosing.  To which I replied, well - when I was younger, my mom didn't think of my convenience, so I would walk to my classroom with ease.  I honestly didn't notice that it was that far.  It was only when she pointed it out that I did realize, it was a distance.  But I told her, if I was able to do it when I was younger, Kailee should be able to do it now.  She then told me that Kailee's bag would be heavy, I then replied I knew because my bag was heavy too, but I never overly complained about it.  I mean, come on - we all went through that process, right?  So why make things easier for them?  In my mind, Kailee should be able to experience what I did when I was in big school.

Early on, I have trained Kailee to carry her own bag.  I must say that sometimes, when I see yayas and parents carry or pull their kid's bags I make little judgements in my head.  Some would say *Maawa na naman sa bata*, well they're kids - and they're resilient - depriving them of this experience will not be good for their future.  In my opinion, they will always feel the need of someone to assist them.  Where will independence set it?  Almost never.  I believe that instilling responsibility in kids is good, little bits of responsibility - like carrying their own bags and small chores at home.  I admit, we are spoiled in the house because we have helpers, but when we don't have a helper - the kids join in with the chores of helping me cook, setting the table and washing the dishes with Dada.  They seem to enjoy it and I'm glad that they are.

Just this morning, I witnessed a meltdown of a young girl.  She refused to pull her school bag so her Yaya was forced to pull it for her.  Just to give you an idea, the little girl was quite small and her back was the trolley type that looked really boxy that you can even sit on it.  It looked heavy, but since it had wheels, pulling it would be *easier*.  To be honest, her bag looks bigger that her.  In my opinion, pulling her back was something she can do - if she can't pull it, then she could have just pushed it.    When reached the gate to tap in, she had this troubling look in her eyes, worrying.  She then refused to let go of her Yaya's hand saying that she cannot pull her bag to her classroom.  The guard then tells us (everyone present there) that the little girl should have entered the other gate nearer to her classroom.  It is that kind of thinking that I feel is wrong, the convenience of the child is always thought of - but what about the convenience of the adult?  The little girl then turns on the water works and starts crying - the Yaya of course, won't be allowed to enter right?  So there they were, pulling and letting go.  The Yaya let go and left the little girl, but the little girl tried to follow the Yaya so the Yaya had to go back and talk her into going inside the gate.  It was a meltdown - something that I feel can be avoided - but hey, that's just me.  As I walked back to the car, I saw more little girls pulling their own trolley bags without Yayas or even any adult supervision.  I don't know, I just found it bothersome, but hey - that's just me.

I remembered my good friend K, she told me that she lets her son enter and exit in a gate that is quite far from her son's classroom.  In my head - far might not be *far*, but then she showed me a video and its was an endless walk - crossing a football field!  Can you imagine?  I saw him walking from one end to another pulling his stroller bag with him - and he'll do that EVERY SINGLE DAY.  I know it's easy for us to pick up after our children, but then what good will it do to them, right?  They will always rely on us for everything - and that's really not how it's supposed to be.  Yes, we can indulge them from time to time, but there are just things for me that you need to toughen up and let them do it.

Witnessing meltdowns and these things online made me realize how I want to raise my kids.  I want them responsible, hardworking, tough and confident.  There are so many instances that I wanted to step in and fight their battles, but I know it won't do them good.  As much as I want to shower them with all the love and care in the world, and shield them from the negativity and hurt - I know that they need to go through what they need to go through.  I will just be here for them.

But you know what - it's easier said than done.


Monday, June 18, 2018

I have been hearing about the #InstantPot for years.  My friend Kath says her friend who is now based in Canada swears by this appliance.  I also have been seeing it quite a LOT online.  It honestly looked really interesting, but then I thought - if it works the same as my slow cooker, I didn't see the point of getting one.  But then I've read that it cuts cooking time.  Well, let's just say I wasn't 100% sold on the idea.

Then last year, during the Black Friday sale, my Panget asked me if I wanted one - it was because it was sale.  He then told me he'd get me one, as long as I make sure to use it.

The Instant Pot arrived March.

The box looked so intimidating.  It was huge, bigger than what I was expecting.  I seriously was scared of all the buttons that I saw.  I then placed it back in the box and put it near the dining area.  Everyday, I would look at it - every so often, I would search for recipes online.  I never had the guts to use it.  My Panget eventually toldme to keep it in the storage room because he was getting tired seeing the box there.  So, I asked Yaya to move it to the storage room.  The I suddenly realized, I was ready to use it.  Hahaha!!

It was a little nerve wracking - I need to be honest, I was still intimidated by the machine.  I was very careful - treating it with gentleness and kindness (secretly telling the machine to be good to me) and I started cooking.  I misplaced the manual so I had to rely on the ever reliable Google during the last minute.  

I was trying to make Beef Burgandy.  So I carefully did all the steps - and the final one was to set it to Pressure Cook.  The recipe said 45minutes on High, and so I did.  

I was anxious and excited.  But I had faith, and waited.

After 45 minutes, I did the *steam release* and man did it take a while, I think it took about 4 minutes?

And then opening the lid.  I was nervous and scared.  I've heard horror stories of accident happening when people open pressure cookers.  But since most of the steam was released, I thought - it must be *safe* to open the lid.  I first turned off the unit by unplugging - I wanted to be sure and slowly turned the lid - and it opened effortlessly.  I took a peek and it looked wonderful - I immediately got a fork and forked a piece of beef and it crumbled.  I had to try it to believe, and it was so soft.  I can't believe that it just took less than an hour to make it soft.

This is what the Instant Pot can do for 45 minutes.  I was very much impressed.

The beef was so tender the sauce was perfect.  What usually takes 4-5 hours in a slow cooker just took me 45 minutes to make, 45 minutes!  Can you believe it?  Wow!

I think I was on an Instant Pot *high* because I wanted to cook again.  I finally decided on making Instant Pot Butter Chicken, I followed the recipe of and it came out perfect too!

The chicken breast also was so soft and not dry, the flavors were top notch - all thanks to the McCormick spices and the Garam Masala I got from Assad Mini Mart.

This Butter Chicken only took 10 minutes to make in the Instant Pot.  10 minutes!  If you include the preparation, I think all in all 30 minutes.  

Amazing right?

I'm officially a believer.

Disclaimer:  This Instant Pot was bought in Amazon and is on 110V, I know there's a local distributor already and I follow them on IG @instantpotph.  Instant Pot is also sold in Landers, a friend was able to buy a 6qt at Landers Arcovia.  What I have is the 8quart one.