Family
My Mother Was Hot Stuff
My mom was hot stuff when I was little. She was pretty and had straight teeth. She wore pink hoop earrings and…
The Beauty of a Grandmother
“Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.” ~Franz Kafka My Grandma Muriel was fabulous. She was. Fiery, artistic…
Not a Tale for Children
Recently, I had to make a decision about whether or not to call Child Protective Services. The boy involved is a smart…
The Day The Last Baby Tooth Fell Out
My son didn’t lose his teeth. Nearly all of Tech’s chompers came in all “fakakta,” a Yiddish word meaning completely crazy. They…
Make a Wish: It’s 12:12 on 12-12-12!
My father is 75 today! My arithmetic-loving son wants permission to get out of class to call his arithmetic-loving grandfather to wish…
Gratitude: It Is Decided
I am beyond grateful today. When I asked people to help me to design a new header for this blog, I didn’t…
The Happy Hora
Over a month after my son’s bar mitzvah, and I’m still kvelling. It will be over soon. Probably….
6 Lessons From A Lemonade Stand: A Guest Post by Diana Sabloff
Nothing screams summer like an end-of-the-driveway lemonade stand. And there are plenty of lessons to learn at a lemonade stand….
A Note to My Father on His 74th Birthday
A quick love note to my father on his 74th birthday….