It’s Not Lying, It’s Magic

We have an “Aunt Eleanor Box”.  It is filled with accumulated goodies that can be used for a variety of celebratory needs.  Last minute invite to a child’s birthday party, here’s a Melissa and Doug puzzle.  Forgot it was Cousin Helga’s anniversary – here’s a candle.  It’s not that the items or the person are…

An English Lesson

Several years ago, I found myself standing in the center of the Piazza de la Repubblica surrounded by hundreds of people laughing hysterically.   My husband and I had paid about $50 dollars to stand among these people.  We used a little of our acting skills to giggle at appropriate times or shake our heads knowingly,…

Tell My Mom

Tell my mom.  This is my daughter’s new favorite phrase.  It’s a beautifully constructed sentence, especially for a child labeled as “non verbal” and effortlessly shares her overwhelming pride in her achievements. She tells her speech therapist to tell my mom about the letter P sound she made this morning. She tells her occupational therapist to tell my mom about the snowman she made out of rice.…

A Secret Jewish Prayer

When I was a little girl, I heard a story about prayer. I can’t remember if it was directly taught to me in Hebrew school or something I just picked up. In the story, a small child did not yet know how to pray, yet she knew the letters of the alphabet. So she would simply recite the…