Parenting, Judaism, and Other Crazy Journeys


Rhymes With Mother

Bed Time Wisdom

My brother was dancing with pants on his head. My sister was jumping with a skirt there instead. My mommy kept saying "Can you p-l-e-a-s-e go to bed!" And I tried to tell her "I n-e-e-d to be fed." So... Continue Reading →

Maternity Leave

Here on the couch, I sit, no, I slouch, with my son on my shoulder and my tax returns folder, and a book, and another, (I don't know why I bother, I'll have to reread them when I won't have... Continue Reading →

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