If, as the Torah says, humans are similar to trees, then parenting is a lot like gardening. You can read about it in books, but you don’t know what you’re doing until you get your hands dirty.
I was left with a strange feeling that I was out of step with much of America. For my kids don’t know who these celebrities are, and my husband and I have no intention of telling them...
Where there's life, there's chance. Kids are here to learn and grow and do. The idea that there's no trade-off when we lock them inside is wrong. Bubble-wrapped kids get the message that the world is a horror movie, that they are never safe unless their parents are right there to save them...
How is it that such “great” people could think so big and act so small? Judaism teaches
that it wasn’t a coincidence. It was, in fact, because they thought so big—or, rather, because they only thought so big—that they acted so small!
I remember those moments, sitting there on my daddy’s lap watching the thumbnail marks gradually spreading over the page. That piece of time is crystallized in my memory. I can still replay the fascination with the idea that those thumbnail marks were creating a permanent presence in my prayerbook; that some essence of Daddy was infused in those rhythmical indentations . . .
It’s just that in my newly configured family, any celebration that takes me away from home has acquired an entirely new meaning—another abandonment of our thirteen-year-old daughter...
Energy is power, and it signifies endless opportunities and possibilities. However, energy, it seems, is not exactly equally distributed among the inhabitants of this good earth...
My son was scared. This time, however, he was scared of me. And he had no one else to turn to. How did he react, where did he turn for reassurance? He clung to me, his father, the object of his present fear!
Should a parent give a child a tangible reward, such as a prize or a food treat, when a child behaves properly, does his homework or helps around the house?
Like the moon, your child may be lovely, but he is a reflector. You assert, she believes. You decide, he accepts. You give, she takes. Then comes the chaos of adolescence . . .
Chanie is playing ball in the living room; Mom is concerned that something might get broken. Who "owns" the problem? Chanie? Her mother? Or is it the relationship between parent and child that owns the problem?
A well-known rabbi once said to me, "Never write anything controversial. You'll only make enemies, and it won't help." So I hesitated to write this article...
Doing good without believing in reward is the flip side of doing good only for reward. In the one case, good is constrained to the metaphysical; in the other, it is limited to a crass physical expression . . .
She asks for what she needs, recognizes what she doesn’t, and appreciates what she has. She never stops moving. Nothing is boring to her; everything has potential . . .
To produce a wunderkind, mothers and fathers will put themselves and their child through a rigorous schedule of classes, concerts, museum visits . . . But parenting is as much about who you are as about what you do.
When children understand why we were created and why we are in this world, they become less anxious about the “what ifs” and more focused on to living each day to its fullest.
When you are starting off in life, it seems like you're mainly on the receiving end. But don't let outward appearances fool you. You are her mother, the one who gave birth to the mother inside her
It may seem odd that I am writing such a detailed letter. But I have noticed
that it’s been very hard for people to talk about this, so I decided to step
forward on my own and tell this story . . .
My spiritual mentor drinks heavily, straight from the bottle. Most of his wisdom is culled from the works of Dr. Seuss and of a certain purple dinosaur
Musings from the mother of a newly “upsherined” boy
By Deena Yellin
Then it was haircut time. I squeezed my eyes shut, half expecting the same cries I heard at his bris, which seems like it was just yesterday. But when I looked up, he was grinning.
I had just had my first child and was new to parenting, so although I was arguing that children definitely need fathers, my perspective was somewhat limited . . .
Some days my life smells like peanut butter. It’s not necessarily a bad smell, just persistent and prevalent with mild hints of glue, sweat, and baby wipes. It’s the smell of kid...
The Haggadah teaches us how to respond to the unique needs of four different types of children, or possibly the same child, depending on the circumstances and the motivation behind the question.
Its two oclock in the morning and I need matchsticks to prop open my eyes. Im sitting in the kitchen next to the ironing board trying hard to remain awake, listening out for sounds of Martins arrival home . . .
Children are never too young to learn the valuable lessons of forgiveness and transformation. Here's a list of creative activities to bring home to your children the valuable lessons of Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur.
What should we say to our little ones when they are exposed, for the first time, to immoral educators, abusive parents, religious corruption and the basic inconsistencies they witness...
I sat and waited. I hoped that you wouldn’t ignore my absence. I hoped that you wouldn’t be afraid of me—your daughter, your own flesh and blood, your baby who only sixteen years ago emerged from your womb.
Chanukah has always posed a particular challenge for Jewish parents because it arrives around the same time as a certain secular holiday that is surrounded by an inordinate amount of music, lights and action...
When your Passover table is filled with boisterous youngsters, the evening may feel longer than those infamous years of slavery in Egypt. Here is a guide of creative ideas for the frazzled parent seeking to inspire every kind of child...
You don’t apologize just to absolve yourself from guilt, but more to acknowledge that you are the cause of someone else’s pain, and to take responsibility for it . . .