As a public school child in the 70’s, my Valentine’s Day often ended in tears. I remember digging into my optimistically large brown paper bag in first grade to find only three envelopes, even though my mother had insisted I fill out mass-produced cards for every child in my class. “No one likes me!” I […]
This was supposed to be the new photo for my blog header. It’s great, isn’t? I mean, who wouldn’t want to learn more about Jewish parenting from a mother who looks like she is about to kill her children while at the same time grinding her teeth down to tiny little stubs?
Anyone have a clever caption?