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 →
Learn Hebrew online for free, visit your Israeli grandchildren.
If Learn to read in Hebrew for free wasn't enough for you, here's something better... Struggling to learn even minimal Hebrew to get by on a visit to Israel? Or even just to get past security at the airport? Saw this posted on Facebook, had to share: Learn Hebrew phrases with Audio It's a free website... Continue Reading →
Fadichot leaking all over the place.
Every other week or so when I pick up Koala from his gan, his ganenet passes me the pants I dressed him in that day and I look down and see him wearing the poofy red replacement pants we keep there. Always with the same explanation: "He leaked again so we changed him..." I guess... 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.
Today’s moment of Zen.
I said to Koala: "Are you a קוף?" And he looked at me and... coughed.
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 →