parenting | Lea Geller

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Oct, 2013

M says that after the bitch-snacked post went mildly viral (or at least by my standards; over 9,000 hits on the blog just yesterday!), that…

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Sep, 2013

Anatomy of a Sunday (or Why I am Bothered by Smug Bikers.)

If Sunday nights were the low points of my youth (school again tomorrow? really?), they have been quickly replaced by Sunday mornings (what on earth…

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Sep, 2013

A Dumber Sukkot (or Sukkot with Manuel)

It seems that Jews are not a people of convenience. This time of year some of us Jews find ourselves eating in flimsy outdoor huts.…

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Sep, 2013

(Almost wordless Wednesday)

We found these in the garden today. The kids asked me what they are. “I don’t know what they are, but I know what they…

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Sep, 2013

Runners High

I am sure it’ll get old at some point. But instead of doing all the things I ought to be doing (unpacking, sorting, visiting Ikea),…

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Sep, 2013

Where have you gone Mrs…. Frisby?

We’ve been reading Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH. It’s not a book I ever read as a child, but lately I’ve been having…

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Sep, 2013

Fasting.

I am, by all accounts, a miserable faster. I like to spend my days in a continual state of grazing. Cut off from my day-long…

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Sep, 2013

Tooth

Until this weekend my only (Jewish) New Year resolution was to do something about the pathetic state of affairs at our breakfast table. I can’t…

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Jul, 2013

Listless

With about two weeks to go until we leave this house, there are many, many things I ought to be doing. I am neither a…

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Jul, 2013

Boys, at home.

Now that the boys are home again, it’s clear there are certain things I forgot in their absence. Thing number one: NEVER employ the smell…