September 14, 2012 – 10:39 am
I am basically crying over here. And it’s not because the Packers won last night. I mean, sure, there *were* some tears because of that, but no, that’s not why I’m crying today. Today, I walked my son to school—he in his Clay Matthews jersey and me in my championship…
August 22, 2012 – 10:12 am
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…
My son has never been a strong swimmer. In fact, while his two sisters tended to have fish-like tendencies (it’s possible that one of them, if not two, has hidden gills). It never bothered me much, his complete and total lack of interest in swimming. He takes lessons; he has…
