Still life with stilts.

It wasn't just fun because you were a wobbly Bambi child while trying to walk on stilts, grasping me for dear life... clinging to me while we both laughed so hard from our bellies... cracking up as you're falling forward right into my arms, hugging me tight, maybe longer and tighter than you needed to...... Continue Reading →

The Prime Minister makes a PowerPoint

It's night three of my daughter's cough and it's gotten much better. I'm sitting uncomfortably on the Hello Kitty stool next to the crib, with my forefinger making lines in her palm, my phone on 'play' in the other hand, and in my left ear, an earbud is loosely holding on. The prime minister is... Continue Reading →

Koala update: Nine years

What a year, man. This time last year I was terrified to break your heart, making the decision to change schools. You are a deep thinker and a deeper feeler... but somehow your intense curiosity got the better of any fear... open minded to trying new things, when they feel right... and here we are.... Continue Reading →

Zooey update: Two years

You've been watching us for two years, and now you're coming out... lessons in dolls, headbands, jewelry... lessons in 'enough!' and hitting back... lessons in climbing to the top bunk... lessons in dogs and cats and preemptive barking... lessons in wanting to do it all, by yourself... and teaching us to never underestimate you, and... Continue Reading →

At 70, you get your own Snapchat filter.

Independence is affording the time to celebrate your existence. Independence is getting your own Snapchat filter. Independence is being proud of someone you never met named Netta. Independence is the freedom to openly mourn your dead on your terms. Independence is enjoying making choices on a global scale. Independence is watching your kids grow up... Continue Reading →

Thoughts on another Israeli Memorial Day

All around, kids pick up bits and ask their parents... "What is בן האבוד בלבנון?" "What is מבצע אנטבה?" "What does רומנטי mean?" "Why is that kind of flower everywhere?" "Did that שיר really happen?" "Why do they put the flag down?" On a walk through Har Herzl (Israel's national cemetery) this morning, hearing about... Continue Reading →

Bebe update: Seven years

To my Goon... for your jokes that make us laugh whether we get them or not (keep workshopping), your knowing what you want (and getting stronger about asking for it), your self awareness, your basic instinct to share, to smile, to make others feel good about themselves, your honesty, your allergy to napkins and silverware,... Continue Reading →

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