"This is an important night for the State of Israel, its citizens and young people. We see what we can do when we want and try. We are full of admiration for the wonderful people who got a spacecraft to the moon. True, not as we hoped, but we will get there, in the end."President... Continue Reading →
If we're being cynical, the propaganda machine is running in full force at my house. If we're being honest, I'm just trying to protect my offspring. If we're being optimistic, the hope is knowledge will lead to creative, original and practical solutions. This Yom Hashoah, Holocaust Remembrance Day, hit me hard. Harder than in years... Continue Reading →
It's comforting to know that for decades, through wars, movements, periods of uncertainty... through times of prosperity and discovery and technological revolutions... throughout it all, kids are STILL making these.
This, an hour after listening to the recent This American Life podcast on the way home from work; the one titled, #570: The Night in Question, the one about the Rabin assassination and associated conspiracy theories. "Listen, I want to talk to you about some stuff. Do your friends talk about Arabs in school?" "[My... Continue Reading →
Good evening, fellow working parents! Are you relaxed after a long day of <fill in various blanks>? Let's not focus on the negative. Sure, being a full time working parent of multiple children, equipped with the partnership of a similarly full time working parent is, well, rough. But there are perks! I've picked up new... Continue Reading →
Week 16: Through a Child's Eyes Seeing Science A science experiment, through a child's eyes.
Week 8: Make a Statement Free Play Let's stop genderizing fantasy.
Inspired by Pamela's promises of how easy it would be, we tried out these Nutella cupcakes to celebrate abba's unbirthday. (Kids + easy cupcake recipe + abba not home = it's abba's birthday!) Essentially Nutella replaces a boxed brownie mix, except slightly cheaper and more Nutella-y. Super simple instructions: 10 tablespoons of flour 2 eggs... Continue Reading →
Parking is a bitch, but once I open that gate, I start to get revved for the next couple minutes. Walk through, towards the door, up the stairs. the stairs curve; at the curve is when it hits me - the enormity of what is about to happen. I hear her voice mingled with other... Continue Reading →