Homeshuling

I have yet to make the weekly Torah portion a part of my own children’s lives. We don’t talk about the parsha at shabbat dinner, and if we go to shul at all, it’s almost always after the Torah reading is done. (In fact, it’s usually after everything but Adon Olam is done.) But if…

In Israel, Memorial Day is known as Yom Hazikaron. It’s a far cry from our Memorial Day – instead of sales and barbecues, much of the country shuts down for twenty-four hours, and the entire country truly does shut down for a powerful minute of silence. It’s a chilling thing to witness, as drivers stop…

On the second day of Passover, a curious time for a show of interest to the Jewish community to be broadcast, I happened to turn on Fresh Air with Terry Gross when she was interviewing Judith Shulevitz about her new book, The Sabbath World – Glimpses of a Different Order of Time. As a Jewish…

After seeing two children through toddlerhood, I have sat through enough rounds of “Hello, everybody, so glad to see you” in Music Together classes to set my teeth on edge. If only we had something like this music class, Jewish Family Jam, when my girls were babies, I might have actually encouraged them to sing…

My level of religious observance has gone through many phases. I was raised in a minimally observant, but highly Jewishly identified, home. I went to Orthodox day school, Labor Zionist sleepover camp, and a Conservative synagogue, followed by a mostly non-Jewish all girls prep school, so I suppose it’s no surprise that it took me…

If you’re new to Homeshuling, welcome! And if you’ve been reading my blog for the past year on its old home on wordpress, welcome to the All-New-Version-of Homeshuling! (Well, mostly all new. This post, not so much.)   Admittedly, the title of my blog is a wee bit misleading. We are, in fact, members of…

We’ve been counting down the weeks and days to Shavuot and it’s finally here – we know, because we are out of jelly beans. Apparently seven weeks wasn’t quite enough time for me to think of anything really creative to do to celebrate. Or, even anything uncreative to do. I haven’t planned anything at all,…

every garden needs a little pink Right after Passover we planted sugar snap pea and lettuce seeds in the chilly soil of the backyard. About seven weeks later (we know, because we’ve been counting!) we have what must look to the (many, many) ants like a tropical rainforest – a plot of earth thick with…

My brothers and I in front of our house. Can you guess the decade? My mother sold her house a few weeks ago, during those last frenzied days of the $8,000 tax credit. I moved into the house when I was three months old (born in Fort Knox, can you believe that?) and it’s the…

Last night at dinner, Ella, my six year old, asked “Do grown ups ever lie?” “Yes,” I said. “There are grown ups who do all kinds of bad things.” “Do they steal?” “Sometimes,” I answered. “But it’s wrong.” Zoe, newly 5, piped in. “Well, sometimes it’s not wrong to steal.” “When is that?” I asked.…

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