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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 →

Changing Eve

"But you don't KNOW that it would go wrong, right? Not until you try!" Eve used to say it all the time. She said it when she wanted to go looking for lions in Eden's plains and when she thought... 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 →

Why I’ll watch Twilight with my children one day

I know, I know...Twilight? Seriously? That silly teen drama with the sparkly vampires and the ridiculous love triangle? (not to mention all the excessive staring and the stilted acting?) Well, yes, actually. That one. (Well, those four. Or five to... Continue Reading →

Freud’s Favorite Parsha

For a parsha that starts with the joyful news of a forthcoming pregnancy, Vayera sure packs a punch when it comes to parents-children relationship. Within five chapters and less than 150 verses, we read about: A father (Lot) who offers... Continue Reading →

When Abraham smashed my Auto-Parent Mode

  Last week, in honor of Parshat Noach, I wrote here about the positive power of habits: When our judgement abandons us (or our kids) under temptation or pressure, good habits can kick in and save the day. But sometimes, the... Continue Reading →

Noach’s Super Power

Imagine a world in which Noach had a Facebook page. Now, we don't know enough about Noach to envision his "about" section. In what way was he "righteous" (Genesis 6, 9)? What particular actions or character traits made God favor him? What did he... Continue Reading →

Happy Marcheshvan!

It's Rosh Chodesh (the first day of a new month) today, which in our neighborhood means kids in white shirts (frantically washed and dried on the night before if you're anything like me...), festive prayers, and that nice feeling of "Ooo, we are starting something... Continue Reading →

Why Elsa costumes are the scariest of all

Halloween is upon us, and a flock of superheroes, witches, and Disney princesses are about to knock on my American friends' doors. And if the US on Halloween is anything like Israel on Purim, a disproportionate segment of this flock will be... Continue Reading →

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