After years, I finally remembered to ask Abba to record Shema for me when both he, I, and a recording device were at home for more than 5 more minutes. I now have a recording of my Abba leining Shema. This makes me happier than I can tell you. Suffice it to say that it slows my breath and warms my heart and sounds like bedtime when I was little.
Ema took me and BSM to the park this afternoon. It is a really, really cool playground, with three separate areas targeting three different age groups. This is a Good Idea and Lots of Fun.
Naturally, we started out in the toddler area, which cured me of my tiny sadness that the park near my house doesn't have bucket swings. BSM likes the bucket swings, but he can only actually pump in the regular swings. And make no mistake, he can actually pump when he's on the regular swings.
Interestingly, the parents at this park stand near their kids. The parents at my park sit on the benches, occasionally yelling advice to their kids. Interesting. I can see where the term "helicopter parenting" came from.
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