Today Yitzchak and I went on a tour of government offices.
Yitzchak held Shlomo’s hand. I pushed Tova’s stroller.
The security guard saw us, and let me through the stroller gate with both kids. 566 more words
7 months, 1 week ago
Sometimes I think I’m crazy. Absolutely bonkers. Paranoid and and a helicopter-mom and helicopter-wife.
For instance, Yitzchak would love to be an astronaut. I forbid it. 601 more words
10 months, 2 weeks ago
Two days ago, we were standing in line to go into the central bus station in Be’er Sheva. I hate standing in that line, because there are always, always, people smoking right beside you. 361 more words
10 months, 3 weeks ago
I wrote this post on Februart 15, 2016.
It really is.
Hearts, cookies, wine, cards to the entire class . . . and for what purpose? 218 more words
11 months ago
I wrote this post on February 18, 2016.
I keep hearing about “Darom Adom,” or “A Red South.” It’s basically a weekend festival, for a few weekends in a row. 216 more words
11 months, 1 week ago