(Yehuda this week at his ceremony for finishing second grade.) I am such an olah (immigrant) that it makes me laugh (yes, and want to cry) at times. Yesterday, Yehuda came bouncing into the house declaring that I had homework to do. The first thing that always happens to me in these situations is that… Read More Yep, I’m an Immigrant

Another great video from Nefesh B’Nefesh! Summer arrival season is coming and Nefesh B’Nefesh is getting everyone in the spirit. And, oh, by the way, check out the famous family at 1 minute, 15 seconds! Enjoy!

Last night, I took Matan and Yehuda on an adventure. Every year in Israel, they have “The Week of the Book” all over the country. It’s a fantastic series of events which includes lectures by Israeli and international authors, a number of huge book fairs and other activities. I arranged for a babysitter for the… Read More Ben-Yehuda Would be Proud

I’m feeling blue and frustrated about the Flotilla disaster, so I’ve decided to write about something lovely and beautiful. Last Friday, we went to an amazing brit. The parents have four beautiful children, all of whom were conceived after years of IVF treatments. For anyone who has dealt with infertility issues and who has been… Read More A Baby Miracle

My kids seem to be misinterpreting a lot of things lately and their mistakes are hysterical. Today, Eliav, our 3 year old, is going on a big field trip. There is a deer park nearby that has a few dozen deer and other animals that the kids can look at and interact with in nature.… Read More Soldiers or Deer….You Decide

I experienced two amazing, and yet very different, events this week that have given me pause. On Thursday night, I went to a beautiful wedding that took place under the stars in Gush Etzion at the Yeshiva in Alon Shvut. The bride literally danced her way to the chuppah (and pretty much continued dancing through… Read More Faith and Courage

This morning, Eliav discovered the ice cream cones that I bought last night. He tried to insist that he had to have ice cream for breakfast. Negotiating with him, I explained that he could certainly have an ice cream cone the second that he got home from school today. He thought about it for a… Read More Lost in Translation

Today is Yom Yerushalayim, another one of those holidays that I knew nothing about while living in the States, but that has so much meaning for us now that we are part of life here. On this day, in 1967, Motti Gur’s Paratroop forces managed to break through into the Old City and to recapture… Read More Happy Yom Yerushalayim

My house cracks me up. I am living on such a boy-planet. I had my toenails done on Friday, a treat that I LOVE having done about once a year. The second that Eliav, 3, got home he noticed my toes. He came right over to me, started petting my toes and said, “Mommy, your… Read More Buuuutiful Nails

In ten years, taking care of five kids, I had never before managed the fantastically stupid feat that I did last night. Note to self – when taking a baby to the doctor, where they will definitely check the baby’s throat with that wooden stick, do not, and I repeat DO NOT, give your child… Read More Note to Self