Category: koala update

  • Guess he drinks more at gan.

    My baby woke up last night in pain from teething. We gave him his motzetz, his blankie, Acamol, but what he finally ended up calling out for, through his sad, sad baby tears, was… “!מים! מים” Huz and I looked at each other as he mouthed to me in surprise, ‘mayim?!’ It’s not Koala’s first…

  • You can’t stay mad at me…

    There are a gajillion reasons why kids are fascinating. Here’s one: I spent last week on a business trip to New York City. It was my seventh time traveling since getting pregnant with Koala. It was my fifth time traveling since he was born. It was my first time in seven trips traveling without him.…

  • Koala update: Seventeen months.

    Koala, For a while now, I feel like I can talk to you. Mainly because, not only do you understand, you talk back. Two things I can’t help noticing this month: you’re awfully clever and you’re very social. I’m thinking the first one must be some influence from your recently oleh-d uncle, though your shenanigans have been…

  • Koala update: Sixteen months.

    Let’s talk about… monsters. As we have surely learned in the past sixteen months, monsters come in all shapes and sizes, colors and lengths of fur. Some are red and high pitched; others are blue and love to eat cookies. Monsters have a grizzly, mean side. They roar when they’re angry, turn red with frustration,…

  • How how it all begins.

    It’s hard to believe. I’m a little choked up. I didn’t think it would come out this way. Koala started recognizing dogs a while ago. He points to them and calls, “Da!” He calls the plush wolf my brother got him “Da.” He was even getting to the point of recognizing them in photos –…

  • By the time he’s older, neither will matter.

    Nerdy fact: My kid had an email address – nay, two email addresses – over a year before he had an American social security number. To file my American taxes, I realized I needed – and didn’t have – Koala’s social security number. You’re actually supposed to just apply for it while getting the Consular…

  • Koala update: Fifteen months.

    Toddler. Tired. Tantrum. This koala update is brought to you by the letter ‘T.’ He walk-runs. He reaches tabletops. He knows what he wants and he will damn well tell you. Also, don’t bother feeding him. He will feed himself, thankyouverymuch. With a fork. And a spoon. Simultaneously. Language is getting fun. Not only does he…

  • Reliving Sesame Street.

    One of the best re-giftings I’ve ever gotten was being able to watch Sesame Street all over again, as much as I want, from now until my last kid turns to me and says, “Ma, c’mon, I’m too old for Sesame Street,” as he walks out the door for first year of army service.

  • Bully.

    Koala comes over and yanks off my glasses. “No! Mama is blind, c’mon…” He bends back the left arm with his little fist. The second pair he’s ruined in a week. “Oh, c’mon? Why you gotta be so mean?” I go upstairs and get my next spare pair. “Look, Koala! Do you like Mama’s ugly…

  • Being a kid all over again.

    I don’t think I ever really stopped being a kid. There are a few things I always held on to: the covered slide, Disney movies, fruit snacks. Ok, who am I kidding… there are about 20875691346 things I never let go of to become an adult. Anyway, having a kid is a 24/7 excuse to…

  • The Israeli summer daycare problem.

    I’m getting desperate. I don’t like me when I’m desperate. Here’s the deal: I have a wonderful metapelet. There are always pros and cons, things you wouldn’t do yourself, things you wish you didn’t know. But overall, she’s great and my son adores her (and she adores him). Which is why it’s been easy to…

  • Koala update: Fourteen months.

    Word of the month: cheeky. Looks like Koala has started conquering the Big Three… climbing, walking, speaking. The climbing must be something he’s known to do for a while; I just never let him go up the stairs in the apartment until this week. But he managed stairs a couple weeks ago at a friend’s…