Monthly Archives: August 2012

In Almost Two Weeks

Every morning, my Facebook feed works overtime to refresh all of the newest back-to-school pictures. While I have been loving looking at all the adorable uniforms and the carefully selected first-day-of-school outfits and the giant smiling faces and the new backpacks, lunch boxes, shoes, and haircuts, the big green monster…

My Son Probably Ate Shawarma in Israel. Probably.

I am so glad to have my boy home. I sent him to Israel on his own for two weeks. I KNOW.  I mean, fine, if you are going to get technical, he wasn’t exactly on his own. He was there with his Saba and Safta and many aunts and…

The Curious Case of the JellyLegs and SpaghettiArms

It may have been the Olympics. I’m not entirely sure, actually. But I think it was. But over the last few weeks there has been this *thing* that was just nagging at me. It was like a sore on the roof of your mouth. You know, the kind you get…