Homeshuling

The Jewish Blog Carnival, that is. Hosted this week by my friend, Rachel, aka ima2seven, Haveil Havailim is a roundup of all that went on this week in the Jewish blogosphere. There are no rides and no cotton candy, so you don’t have to worry even a little about your kids throwing up if you…

Written for The PJ Library  August e-newsletter Do you know that sinking, slightly nauseous, feeling you get when you and your kids return from a hot, lazy day of swimming and spitting watermelon seeds, only to find a back-to-school sale flyer in your mailbox? That’s how I feel when I receive a Rosh Hashanah book…

Last week, just before we left for Cape Cod, I explained to my daughters that the family we were about to visit were Orthodox Jews. “Do you know what that means?” I asked. They both shook their heads no. I tried to explain by giving an example. “You know Moreh Aharon, at your school? He…

If you live on the east coast, as I do, baking challah is probably the last thing on your mind. Because we don’t have central air conditioning, I avoid turning on my oven whenever the temperature goes above eighty degrees, and certainly when it hits one hundred. Last week we had a little respite from…

There are many wonderful ways to celebrate the Fourth of July as a family – parades, cookouts, beach vacations, camping trips, and of course, fireworks. (Watching them, not setting off your own, if you have any brains at all.)  While not all of these activities are intrinsically related to the theme of independence, it’s easy…

Over the past few days I’ve been thinking a lot about how much I love our town. No longer spending more than half of my waking hours at work, I’ve had time to rediscover one of the reasons I fell in love with her to begin with – almost anything we need or care to…

Last night, my daughters spent several hours acting out an ancient Jewish tradition, completely of their own accord. They gathered up ritual objects, recited brachot, bandied about Yiddish and Hebrew terminology, and mimicked practices described in the Talmud. When I interrupted their play to send them off to bed, they begged me to allow them…

Summer is here in all its humid glory (at least in my neck of the woods.) The ceiling fans are on overdrive, we’re gobbling up strawberries and sugar snap peas by the quart, and we’ve hit the local reservoir almost every day this week for late afternoon swims. School’s over for all of us –…

Written for The PJ Library July e-newsletter  Abby was in tears. Her mother and father were in tears. And so was Grandma….There were hugs and kisses and all too soon they said their good-byes. And Grandma went home. Alone. Thus opens First Rain, July’s PJ Library offering about a young girl who moves to Israel…

In a few hours, my husband will be opening his Father’s Day gift – a set of four Henckels steak knives (Did you click on the link? Such a bargain, right?) I imagine that steak knives are a fairly typical Father’s Day gift, and in most families would not be considered terribly meaningful. Dads like steak,…

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