Monthly Archive: November 2013

My kids are growing up.  Each one,  in his/her own way, and sometimes it’s beautiful and sweet, and sometimes it’s wistful and kind of sad, and sometimes it’s just irritating and frustrating. We had a rough Thanksgiving, in a lot of ways.  (Future post to follow)  We had a wonderful Thanksgiving in a lot of …

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Although, as I type it, I’m realizing that if I feel as though I have to formally declare it – I’ve got a problem. But it’s not my fault.  Not entirely. I blame the kids. Of course.  And Marc.  The kids, because they believe that everything, absolutely everything, that they may have touched, played with, …

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It was twenty nine years ago that my grandmother passed away.  She was a smoker, and it was a long, slow, excruciating process, watching her die of lung cancer.   We had a hospital bed in the living room at their house, and I’ll never forget the way my mother and her siblings took care …

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My daughter loves preschool. And I couldn’t be happier. We had a very rough transition to preschool. She’s only three and a half, and there was a part of me that thought that she could wait and just have the one year of preschool before starting kindergarten. I had made a similar decision with my …

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I’m not yelling at Jewish people.  Not really.  But I have been thinking a lot, lately, about all of the articles and columns and discussions that have been going on all over the place on the internet.  I’ve waded in on a few of them, and I know that I need to hold back.  Stop. …

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Marc is working more and more on Saturdays now.  Which sucks, for me, on a couple of different levels.  One being that it’s Saturday, Shabbat, and I like to spend the day with him and the kids, and the other being that it’s Saturday, and he’s not here to help me with the kids.  I’m …

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She’s not a baby anymore. Intellectually, I know that. She’s closer to four than three, has been potty trained for a year and a half, and is more than capable of carrying on in-depth conversations. But, she’s still my baby. And the reason I know that is that last night, she was up every hour. …

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I read a blog post the other day that I loved.  Instead of just doing the usual facebook gratitude posts (which I also love, btw), the post has prompts for each day, leading up to Thanksgiving.  Today’s prompt was “blessing.” I’m going thru a relatively difficult patch.  Actually, we are, as a family.  Scheduling concerns, …

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