Author Archive: 365daysofkatzs

Yom HaShoah

The new store has this beautiful balcony that looks out over the Judaean hills. I don’t pay much attention to it except for the times when the electric eye on the door sticks and it opens and closes almost constantly, making us all nuts. There is so (so) much crazy happening inside the bakery that …

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Bailey’s Ice Coffee

In what can only be considered a stroke of genius, we made ice coffee with liberal amounts of Bailey’s Irish Cream blended into it for Purim this year. We had the ice coffee machine from the bakery set up on our counter and we became quite the popular destination. It’s been a roller coaster few …

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Imperial March

Years ago, (well, two years ago) when Dov was in first grade on a lovely Friday morning we celebrated his Chumash party. As we walked under the Chuppah, signifying the beginning of the great Torah parade, Dov took my hand and started to hum the Imperial March from Star Wars. We all educate in different …

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All Clear.

It’s 3:47 am and I am jetlagging. I’m binge-watching Netflix and playing Boggle on line and waiting for elusive sleep to hit when the first text message comes in. I ignore it for awhile because really who texts at 3:47 but after a few minutes I check and find out we’re under lockdown. I have …

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Birthday Boys

It is a source of great anger among the littles that I dared to birth both Eitan and Dov on the same day. I like to remind them both that neither of them was supposed to be born on Friday, February 27th. Eitan showed up 12 weeks early and Dov, practically late by Katz standards, …

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Blanket

In order to get the best seats in the house (or the outdoor amphitheater as it were), you need to set out a blanket e-a-r-l-y. So early, in fact, that when I did my first round of carpools this morning at 7:20 there were already blankets out. It’s a bizarre etiquette, this whole seat-saving, blanket-placing …

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Sunset.

I don’t want to write this post. I am actually really angry that I am writing it. What I want to do is to be curled up in bed with a book, with a kid, with the NYTimes crossword. But I’m not. I’m here. Feeling sad and not brave. When Erez Orbach was getting killed, I …

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Burning Up.

Look, it hasn’t been a great week. Each boy had me bringing him to the doctor or the hospital at least once. Some kind unsuspecting teacher accidentally opened a caravan door into Dov’s face giving him a mild concussion. He followed that up with a 103.5 fever and strep. I was with Channan at the …

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Island.

  When we were little, my mother invented the Island Bike Ride. To know my mom is to realize how entirely consistent it is with her personality. She was a mom who took us on Sunday bike rides. She was a mom who charted out our route perfectly so that our 25 minute bike ride …

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Summer Hikes

My people are scattered all over the place these days. I have three boys up at Camp Stone enjoying a Pennsylvania summer while Yael is away traipsing around the North in 100 degree weather planning Bnei Akiva camp. So it is really just us and Dov. Which is riotous. The three of us celebrated Sundae …

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