The Holiness of Chores Makes a Great Boredum Buster
Nothing sends chills up my spine more than when my kids whine, “I’m borrrrred.†How is boredom possible when our three-car garage is so jam-packed with bikes, scooters, skates and every size ball imaginable that I can barely squeeze my van into it? Never mind the pogo stick, jump ropes, sidewalk chalk, bubbles, water balloons, and countless Frisbees that I can’t seem to get rid of. If the temperature is above freezing, I usually push them out the door and order them to “Go Play!â€
When the fresh air becomes intoxicating, however, my kids venture indoors for something to do after they raid the refrigerator again. Continue reading
Answering the Big Question: “Is There A God?”
One of the most significant passages into parenthood is when your child innocently asks you the BIG question—the one Jewish parents plotz over because they fear that if they don’t answer it perfectly, their child will wind up in therapy.
For many of us, the question, “Is there a God?,†raises more anxiety than the birds-and-the-bees conversation. For me, these significant bonding moments usually occur when I least expect it, like while I drive my mini van down I-64 with Jack and Sari in tow and try to search for a Neil Diamond CD and hand sanitizer all at the same time. Continue reading