Thursday, March 25, 2010

Huh?

My eldest child turned four, we had a party in gan, Shulamis started walking a ton, we went to America (24 hours in transit, ahhhhhh), we've been here for a week, it's great, Sarah Rochel petted a goat in the zoo, we go to NY tomorrow and then Pesach will come.

Who says blogging is hard?

Tuesday, March 09, 2010

Dr Druyan? Paging Dr Druyan...

Beans: careful, they may open up inside of you, and then you're in trouble - unless Dr Srochel is on hand!



After those minor labor issues, Sarah Rochel informed me I should "take another video, because now we're playing toGETHer!" Certainly, Doctor, right away:

Thursday, March 04, 2010

Money

I am having a serious love-hate relationship with money. I hate that it's necessary. I love to have it. I love to SPEND it, which is different than loving to have it. I love to have it because it's the security of knowing I COULD spend it.

Two days ago I went to the money changer to change my unspent dollars from my trip back into shekel to pay Llama's metapelet (love it, hate it, love it, hate it). With two minutes to spare before I had to go pick up the kids, I waltzed into the bookstore. Why? Masochism, I guess.

Within seconds I found a book for Sarah Rochel that she NEEDS. No really, she does! It's a Pesach book - oh, well, here is the Purim one, I can't find "Tell Me the Story of the Haggadah" for sale online - and it's comprehensive and Israeli-based (meaning the imagery is Israeli, so the houses are apartments and the tiles and sinks look like ours; it's more relateable) and it's totally on her level, perfectly. Sroch does have some Pesach books of course, but none are truly from a shtark Torah-perspective (and of course, one or two don't mention God at all, leading to funny lines like "Moses heard a voice and went to Pharaoh and said..." - um, a voice from WHERE? It's the skitzo's haggadah! But I digress...).

And it's 110 shekel.

And I leave the store, and go pay the metapelet her 1310 shekel for all of last month (a tremendous bargain in childcare - it's approximately $350, I know, I know, including all the extra stuff while I was gone).

And... and... and there should be a LAW that when you want to spend money on something EDUCATIONAL on your children, you can do it, period. You should be able to walk up to the bookstore man, sign on the dotted line your intention to use the item purely for educational purposes and not just to waste time or entertain, and then poof, you get it at cost, if nothing else.

Sigh. God forbid, I'm not complaining. My husband and I both have good jobs, we manage to pay our mortgage, oh, almost all the time ;), we have everything we need to live and many things that are perks, my daughters' wardrobes are 99% courtesy of Bubbie & Savta Personal Shoppers (TM)... I am NOT complaining about our finances. Hashem is endlessly kind to us, in all ways, and I am grateful every day for all our blessings, for blessings they are.

I'm just complaining about being an adult.

I do wish... I wish I could buy my kids all the toys and books in the world. I don't need a bigger apartment, but I want Sarah Rochel to have her own real laptop, I want Shulamis to have a gallery of fifty different talking toy phones and her own mp3 player (she loves music), I want a massive outside plastic slide complex for them (a mere 6700 NIS in Israel, that's more than three times the price in America), I want I want I want I want THEM to have, not me! And I don't want it for them because they ask for it - I want it for them because... because I love them.

(Incidentally, I also am tempted to feed Sarah Rochel candy and cookies all day. I did not say my love was always rational.)

Which is why when the metapelet gave me back 100 shekel today because I accidentally overpaid her, I got 10 shek from Yoav and bought the book. :)

Okay, okay, end of grownup rant. Now back to our regularly scheduled programming.

Tuesday, March 02, 2010

Sarah Rochel presents... Purim!

With bonus bloomers and Llama on the phone:



Now I have blogged amazingly, I am going to BED! Sheesh!

Monday, March 01, 2010

Purim!

Here was the poem:

Happy Purim to all, from the Druyan clan
For shaloch manos this year, we hadn’t a plan
But Sarah Rochel (our leader in so many ways)
Decided whilst munching, quite a few days
Ago, that we should give “rimon seeds” to all and sundry
Thus guaranteeing all would need to do laundry

So enclosed find some cookies we hope will resemble
Our Srochel the kallah, and our Shulamis some animal
(the kitty or the dog, we just don’t know yet
despite calling her Llama, she’s new at being a pet).
And tucked in with those, some gleaming red pits
(Sarah Rochel assures you you’re allowed to swallow it)

Those tiny jewels represent our greatest treasure
Our family, our girlies, and our greatest pleasure
Which is bringing you joy and a sweet confection
With much love from the girls and their parents Druyan


We gave cookies decorated like cats and bride-torsos (those work a lot better in theory than in practice) and little baggies of pomegranate seeds. Small, but pretty and yummy. Despite the torrential rains (yay!) preventing us from going all over delivering, somehow I ran out of these 'cute' shaloch manos very early and had to give equally yummy but less shticky ones, so my apologies to my blog readers who didn't get the 'cute' ones.

At least the kids were cute!



We had a great seuda with the Weinrebs, despite Shulamis melting down a little around 5 PM (odd, because only three hours earlier did I wake her from her amazing Purim three-and-a-half hour nap), but she was tired anyway, and despite Sroch accidentally getting a nasty scrape just under her eye (she was picked up under a bookshelf and the corner caught her face, ouch) but thank God, she recovered quickly, and it looks MUCH worse than it is. Sroch was truly wonderful all day, and only melted down herself once she was in bed for the night, because her polka-dot blanket wasn't on her bed, the reason being she had peed all over it the night before.

Ahem. Don't even think of suggesting that's because I went away for a week.

Today while I worked, Yoav took the girls into Yerushalaim, where they went and visited Savta Raba, cousin Tali and her kiddos, and Mama Nechy & Uncle Reuven.

I was talking to Sarah Rochel tonight about the old age home where she saw Savta Raba. Yoav said they went all over and said hello to all the residents of the floor Savta Raba is on, and the residents being in different stages of aging had different responses of course. And I asked her about them and their reactions, specifically that of not speaking to her. And with her wonderful Sarah Rochel sincerity and clarity, she explained, "No, they didn't talk. They are old, and they are at the end of talking." And I was so, so impressed with her for seeing aging not as scary or strange, but as matter of fact and 'normal' as her day to day life - babies don't speak normally, they haven't learned yet, and some old people don't speak normally, they've already finished. I remember being very young (4? 5?) and going to visit my elderly great grandmother in a home, and being more than a little weirded out. So big kudos for Sroch and her stability. She impresses me more and more everyday.

Well, except for the aforementioned wet bed.

Mama Nechy said when Shulamis came in, she immediately crawled straight over to her and climbed into her lap. They haven't seen each other in months. I had been thinking the other day about Llama and her people-sense. Sroch at this age really 'went' to just about anyone, anytime. Shulamis always, but certainly in the last few months, has been much more discerning, but not by any criteria that I can measure (not familiarity or hair color or anything) - she just has a wonderful sensory awareness of certain people, that make them more or less desirable to her. She's never had stranger issues, but she is specific about who she wants to go to. It's very interesting to watch, and I am of course thrilled when she loves the people I love (like Nechy, aww).

Fortunately, I'm still in her good book, despite my 'vacation.'

Shulamis videos in the last couple weeks

Shulamis likes pears. She makes them disappear. This actually took longer than usual - she stopped to babble at me while I was cooking. Have I mentioned I love this setting on my camera?



Well of course, the big news while I was gone was Shulamis walking.

Except, she stopped.

Well, sorta. She can take a few steps, but she doesn't really care to so much. So we can talk her into it, but she'd just as rather crawl.

But anyway, here is the sideways video of her first consecutive several steps. Note her avoiding Yoav and going to Ruti the seminary girl.



And when I came back, she got a new toy, something I wanted to get her because right now EVERYTHING is a phone to her. So this is a long video, a die-hard druyanity fan vid, but totally adorable.

My trip to America and what I saw there

So I've concluded that Brooklyn = some of the benefits of Houston + Israel, and all the faults of both. That said, there were some amazing people there we stayed with and worked with to do the show, and so I can't make fun of Brooklyn TOO much anymore. Still, I continue to be thrilled that eretz yisroel is where I make my home - thank you Hashem!

I went touring with the group a bit, all over the city in the snow, to FAO Schwarz (where I came really, really close to dropping $130 on my own MuppetO and the Sony Wonderlab and Macy's (10% off for any out-of-state or intl visitors, woot!) and Times Square and Toys'r'Us (where I bought Sroch a much cheaper version of the aforementioned Muppet - it's for her birthday, shhhhh) and of course, Kosher Delight, where I got my beef hot dogs and cajun fries. Mmmmm. (Three words: Heinz ketchup dispenser.) The next day I saw a couple friends (hi! You're the best!) and bought more things and ate more beef and rode the subway, and got chauffeured home from the city by my inlaws.

Now, both of those days (except for the in-laws bit) were quite surreal. I was on my old college turf, walking around the city in my winter coat from Stern and my backpack, alone... unaccountable (well, somewhat)... very, very... single. It was a bit surreal to imagine I had a husband and two children (two!? When did that happen?!) back in a heat wave in Israel. It has been 10 years since I was going from someone to someone else, 10 years since I was really a free agent. I am endlessly thankful for that accountability - but experiencing the lack of it was very interesting. Not good, not bad - interesting.

Anyway, after that we rehearsed, blah blah, my parents flew in (!!) and I spent shabbos with them (eating food from, heavenly trumpets, Pomegranate), and then three shows in a row, bam bam bam, and whoosh, back to Israel.

Did I mention I got sick the second I landed in America, was totally hoarse and coughing on stage for the shows, and just finished the antibiotics I got there that cost $131?!? Thank God, I didn't feel that poorly, but I was coughing up multiple organs - and it's not over yet (doc says I have 'reactive airways.' Rapture).

Now - back here, Yoav was the world's best abba (as always) and thank God the kids were really great, even being nice to Talya-the-Wonder-Seminary-Girl and their other assorted various babysitters. Llama got the same cough that I got, but we can't blame hers on America.

So when I came back, Sroch was in fine form - and Llama spent the rest of the week home sick with me. :( But she is fine now, thank God, and while I am massively, absurdedly behind on work because of a week off plus several sick days with the baby - all is well!

It was an experiment. I enjoyed it, the kids were fine, Yoav was fine. Would I do it again? I have no idea.

And B"H - Llama resumed nursing when I came back, despite a week off! Hooray! Thank you Hashem!

First Purim 2010 blog

Well, I made it back, blah blah blah, will blog in time, but here's the initial Purim blog. Hows about a little wayback machine?




and




Llama didn't fit into the size 12-month kitty costume, so it was into the 24-month puppy costume. All I know is, she's got the cutest little tail in the world.