Monday, December 14, 2015

Holy girl

Llama's new shtick is trying to daven shmoneh esreh, which she won't learn until next year.

Monday, December 07, 2015

Happy Chanuka!

An actual picture with all 4 of us smiling. Some growing up going on right here. Crazy stuff.

Sunday, November 29, 2015

Monday, November 02, 2015

Fresh eyeballs

One of the fun things about parenting these two kiddos is watching them discover things I have Known Forever. Mind you, their secular education is miles behind my own at those ages, but since their Jewish education is pretty much on par with my seminary education, I cannot complain because truly, knowing the difference between the Sioux and the Cherokee does not often figure into my every day life.

But I digress. 

Sroch is learning about energy now (4th grade), people energy vs animal vs water vs petroleum, for example. And I'm talking to her about how fossil fuels are limited, and we will eventually run out, and what some people are trying to do to stop it.

"So why don't we just go deep into the ground and make more?"

Okay, so we discuss that for a bit, and then she asks -

"If we're already running out of fuel, why doesn't everybody stop using it now?? Why are they waiting??"

Um. Yeah.

You're right, kid. You're right.

Why don't we let countries be run by 9 year olds again?

Thursday, October 08, 2015

Wednesday, September 02, 2015

Tissue window, take II

Remember this project we did, back in 2011? My beautiful window?

Well.... time has passed since then. It got a little faded... okay, a LOT faded.

So it was time to do it again!!

Llama and her friend washing off the old, faded, dusty bits.

Cutting new ones. Note to next time - cut, don't rip, and keep it flat. B"H Yoav could run to the store for more tissue paper after we had to throw out all the scrunched up pieces.

So THIS time, the work was much more evenly divided. We all did it together in shifts. Yay!

Tada!! All finished!

Wednesday, August 05, 2015

Family picture day!!

I have lots more. Come on over and see.

What's a family anyway?

One of our seminary girls, who had been to us for shabbos several times when single, was newly married.

We invited her and her new husband for shabbos.

Now, there are newlyweds who admirably try to avoid socializing as a new couple with other new couples, lest one husband become too friendly with the second wife, and so on. It's a way to protect their new marriage, and I totally get it.

Anyway, we invite them. We are many years their senior. I believe my husband had been her teacher.

Item: we had not yet had children.

They decline the invitation. "We just got married," said they, "and we only go to families for shabbos."

Only families.

My husband and I didn't qualify.

Now, obviously that was thoughtless on her part, and I don't hold a grudge against her for confusing "people who just got married" with "people who have no children" because naturally everyone married over 9 months has babies and thus becomes 'a family.'

But clearly, this made an impact on me. Granted, a sort of "I can't beLIEVE she said that!" impact.

So when did our 'family' start?

When we got married? When we passed the warranty period? (Moot point, I didn't save the receipt.) When Sroch was born? Does one kid do it? Or did we need Llama to properly enfamilize us? Wait, most families in my neighborhood have 4, 5, 6 or more kids - are we still not there?? And all those pictures from our wedding, us with our parents and grandparents and aunts and uncles and cousins - were those my parents' family pictures, but not OUR family pictures, because we technically hadn't sired any of the people in the room??

Clearly not.

Yoav and I are a family. Our children were born into our family, broadening it, modifying it, even transforming but not originating it.

It's on my mind as I'm about to post these great "family pictures" we did, with the 4 of us + Saba and Savta (who I am respecting by not posting their pics, but trust me, totes adorbs). I posted a handful on Facebook - and people keep saying we're a beautiful family, bli ayin hara.

A family. Huh.

Our 16th anniversary is in a handful of days.

My eldest is but 9, but we started this family 16 years ago.

Not belittling the gift that is my children.

Just appreciating the gift that is my family.

An entity greater than the 4 goofy people you'll see in the next post.

Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Look, Mom...

No REAL cavities!
(Several "pre-cavities" tho, me included. As Sroch says, chutzpa!)

Here's up-close Llama's magnificent shark teeth:

Sunday, July 26, 2015

Tisha B'av: kvetchiness, small cruelties, and why my mother was right

I just listened to Rabbi Orlofsky speaking in Yerushalaim this morning (thank you and he was speaking about how we find the huge cruelties so impossible and unrelateable - and yet we are guilty constantly of small cruelties... cutting someone off in traffic...
....not greeting others... a little kvetch when shul is crowded and we don't have enough room to be comfortable....

...and so on.

I've been thinking about some small cruelties I've been seeing lately, and I'm sad to say where I've been seeing them:


It's well documented how Facebook in general gives positive reinforcement to the kvetchiest, loudest, outrageous posts, much more than the neutral or happy ones.

But I assume that religious Jews should have some natural or learned filters that prevent them from falling into the same trap.

But of course, we are not immune.

There is a cycle of pernicious kvetchiness about other people I have seen repeated again and again, where people will post things that make them feel better ("Hey, I got that off MY chest!") or that they delude themselves into believing they are constructive ("Hey, how else will everyone know this guy is a cheat / has poor hygiene / wouldn't listen to reason?"). "How else can we bring about change," they say, "if we don't expose the problems for all to see?"

But with my kids, we have a rule:

Don't kvetch.

We insist upon magic words, like please. We disallow whiny cadences. We make them ask, instead of tell. We make them modulate their voices, cause "we can't hear you when you're screaming."

...When did all that become optional for adults?

My mother always told me:

You don't have to say everything you know.

And I will add:

Loving your fellow Jew can often be passive; that is, it can mean keeping your mouth shut.

You may have a noble purpose, like encouraging change.

But if the way you say it will make anyone wince.... don't say it.

No positive change can come from hurting someone.

Why is this on my mind on Tisha B'av?

Tisha B'av only began because of... kvetching. The spies toured the land of Israel, and came home, and... kvetched. They whined. It was going to be too hard to conquer the land! It wasn't what they wanted it to be!!

And so Hashem said - you are crying for no reason? I shall give you a reason to cry.

I live here in Israel. It's an amazing, thousands-of-years-in-the-making privilege.

But alas, the impulse to kvetch about it hasn't gone. Just look at Facebook.

And it's worse yet, because any one of the people who post their kvetches about other people (I don't want to give more examples, but there's too, too many examples) will claim 1000% that they believe in ahavat yisroel, in loving your fellow Jew. This is a priority for them!!

...but they do not see the words they post qualify as small cruelties.

They are tiny. "I was just trying to make a point!" or  "It was just a joke!" or "I know, I know, I'm exaggerating, but..."

These small cruelties prevent the positive change and dialogue that you claim you're trying to create, because when you hurt me, I cannot hear you. When I am trying to defend myself or others, I cannot focus on your legitimate point. In fact, your hurtfulness causes your complaint, and even yourself, to seem LESS worthy, LESS legitimate, and actually lessens MY own love for you, my fellow Jew, because through the medium of my computer or my phone you have marched into my living room (on the screen) and hurt my feelings.

So back to my mother's aphorisms

Think before you say something.

You don't have to say everything you know.

And for heaven's sake (literally) examine your own words and actions to see if you are promulgating those small cruelties in your online or real world sphere.

Because we will never achieve the peace and lovingkindness you seek in that way. Never.

Facebook, and all social media and email and so on, have SO much power to connect, involve, crowdsource, share, grow and develop!! We the Jewish nation have been dispersed for thousands of years, much of which we had no close connection with our brethren outside of our communities - but now we can, wow! And much good comes as a result, whether it's davening or fundraising or helping each other across the globe.

But this pernicious kvetchiness sneaks in, like the lice we like to complain about.

But we don't hurt the louse's feelings when we complain about him...

...we do hurt someone's feelings when we post "WHY can't some mothers take care of their children????"

See the difference?

This year, we don't have a war.

This year, we don't have a single huge human tragedy like we have had other 9 days.

(Not complaining, Hashem!)

(Okay, sure, so we have a massively disastrous Iranian situation but it's still somewhat theoretical.)

So I think it's an opportunity for us all to focus on obliterating those small cruelties from our actions, our words, our thoughts... and our public Facebook posts.

We have suffered enough from the outside world.

We don't need to suffer more from within.

(Previous years' posts: 2006: here, 2009: here, 2010: here, 2011: here, 2012: here, 2013: here, and 2014 (nu, it's enough already!) here)

Sunday, July 05, 2015

Last day of school!!

First day of school, and....
LAST day of school!!

We graduated 1st and 3rd grades, woo hoo!!

Forget Mother's Day breakfast in bed...

Tray of break-fast food when I'm in bed with a headache from fasting is way more thoughtful. :)

Friday, June 26, 2015

Beach day!

Including Llama asking the jellyfish on the beach if it was still alive...