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Not your typical gay, Jewish mom-in-the-suburbs blog. I aim to entertain even if that means the joke is on me. And sometimes I make people blush a little.
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Picture day
HaikuPicture day at school.Chose hair wax over Mom’s Spitto tame his bed head.Asher: What’s that? Why are you doing that to my hair?Deborah: Eat your breakfast. We don’t have a lot of time.A: OW! Something’s in my eye!D: Nothing’s in...
Gina tales
I was almost positive that at the age of 5 and 5/6, Asher still did not know what a vagina was. We certainly have not hidden vaginas from him, but we’re not exactly a commando house, either. My lady bits prefer the cozy surrounds of a cotton guss...
Better luck next time
Fooey! The FreezeFoe failed. Fank you…I mean thank you to all who voted – especially those who thought it was a stupid idea but you wanted to help me out without having to fork over any cash. I appreciate it. Before I give up hope entirely an...
PRIDE 2009
Flashback to Gay Pride past. I’m young, outloudandproud and marching down 5th Avenue on a hot, sticky Sunday in June. There is a meagre handful of gay-haters with poorly designed signs void of poetry outside of St. Patrick’s Cathedral. Laughab...
Gossip boys
We did not baby-proof our house for Asher. It’s not that we were negligent parents, but the kid never moved. He did not walk until he was 19 months old. Prior to walking, he did nothing. He didn’t crawl or do the boot scoot or roll anywhere. ...
A happy mistake
I was having a conversation with a friend recently whose daughter is in the same pre-school as Asher. We were talking about how parents hold kids back in school so that they will be ahead of the game in their classes. In our school district, Octobe...
Free to be
Thumb watch. 2009. Thanks to all those who have wished me and my thumb well these past few days. I’ve now released my thumb from the humangous beast of a bandage that imprisoned her a week ago, and I’m now operating at about 85%. Only a plast...
Kids are fun, funerals are not
Where to begin? What to even share? As you know by now, I’m not one to get too heavy. It’s not that I don’t like to bear my soul and share my moments of deep reflection or sorrow with you. I am not afraid to be vulnerable or to expose mysel...
White House Press Secretaries have it easy
Asher has never been an inquisitive child. He’s never asked why the sky is blue or where milk comes from or why poop is brown. He’s never been that kid who follows every answer with “why? ” until you run out of answers – or patience - a...
A mom by any other name
Recently, Asher has taken to calling me Mamma. Levi has followed suit. I don’t know how I became Mamma. I’ve always been Mom, and Gabriella has always been Mommy. How the unborn children will refer to parents of the same gender is a conversa...
