There’s a sabra living in my house.

First of all, today, for the first time, my kid בא נראה'd me. Secondly, OMG *this* just happened. The scene: Bebe is finished with her cottage cheese and I offer Koala the rest. Me: want to finish Bebe's cheese? Koala: yes, I want this. <takes a bite> Koala: cottage! Me: yep, it's Bebe's cheese. Koala:... Continue Reading →

The history of Israeli pretzels.

A short history of flat, flavoured pretzels (bagele) in Israel... true story! If you don't understand Hebrew subtitles or (exaggerated?) Yiddish, here's a quick and dirty transcript: The Bagel-Bagel Factory in Poland, 1880 Son: "Father,  mother - I  have an idea! Thin pretzels - in flavours!" Everyone: "What?!" Son: "Yes, with pepper, chedder, spices!" Father:... Continue Reading →

The snail and the sleepyhead.

The latest word I have learned from my son: חילזון. Snail. In their 'autumn curriculum' they've been teaching about the usual Israeli fall topics: rain... clouds... raindrops... leaves... rain... and snails (?!). I don't think I've ever seen a snail here in Israel. Anyway, the teachers have been getting a kick out of my son... Continue Reading →

Immigrant parenting fail.

Ok, maybe I don't exactly fail yet. But I'm headed in that direction. I attended an event tonight for the 'gan mothers' for which I had to push myself to go, and, not surprisingly, a room full of women + socializing + not knowing anyone + doing it in Hebrew is a mess of a... Continue Reading →

Bo, mama.

I  may correct your Hebrew now, but sometime in the future - possibly the near future - you will be correcting mine.

What have I done?

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't freaked. Though the truth is it's only starting to dawn on me how awe-some and terrifying it is. I'm beginning to comprehend what I've done. It really is dawning; first the expectation of the rise, and then the initial tips of the rays. Pretty soon I think... Continue Reading →

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