Yarmulke

On Friday I asked Nate how his day was at school. “We had Shabbat today.” “Oh neat.  Tell me about that.  What do you do at Shabbat?” “Well, we go to the Temple House and sing songs.” “And then what happens?” “We ate hollow.  We ate hollow.  And Rabbi comes.”…

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Triton

Saturday, the fifteenth day of the eighth month in the year of our Lord, two thousand fifteen.  A day that will forever live in our memories… as the very first time Nate ever held hands and sang Motor Boat, Motor Boat. Aaaaaaaah… that’s the sound of mermaids singing, streamers flying and…

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Lego Man

Four-year-old Nate seems to have developed a real panache for the dramatic.  I’m not sure exactly where it came from… possibly too many cartoons, or too many Legos, or too many Lego cartoons.  He seems to fancy himself some sort of Lego man.  Things will happen to him and he…

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Walkie-Talkie

Alas, summer has already come to an end.  Jacob started first grade last Wednesday.  He’s no longer insulated in the safety of Kinderworld.  He’s now on the other side of the tracks, also known as Dana Avenue, with the rest of the big kids. Summer vacation went by in a…

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Baby Jacob’s House

Saturday night we threw a very casual going-away party for our little house on Park Avenue.  As a colleague at work called it, a “Housecooling” party.  It consisted of 15 cupcakes, several bottles of wine, four chairs, 9 adults, a pack of crazy children and a pig.  Our impromptu gathering…

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Stardust

One of the best Christmases of my childhood was the year I found a My Little Pony unicorn named Stardust under the tree.  She was gold and sparkly and I poked a little hole in the wrapping paper so I could peer through it in anticipation every day.  I loved…

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