The Urban Homeschooler

It has been six weeks!  I can't believe how time flies.  During that time, I gained a son, prepped for a new year, took amazing courses on strengthening your marriage and church leadership, and if that weren't enough had a smidgen of time to plan the new home school year.  (If you were wondering where I had gone.)

I have three boys. The big guy is my biological son.  He's a teenager and will most likely be in a number of post concerning God's lessons to me about patience and understanding.  The middle guy joined us recently.  He is sweet as a button and smiles 85% of the day.  The littlest dude is our baby.  He's an infant going on 25. Last week he decided to teach me who was boss.  45 minutes of a tantrum later, I think I won, but he smiled devilishly at me when I finally picked him up. This guy is supposed to be premature;  special needs, my tukhus (That's yiddish for your hind parts.  You pick up a few words in my neck of the words.)

Speaking of yiddish, New Yorkers are preparing for school to start this year and with September comes the Jewish High Holy Days.  My family commemorate Rosh HaShana, Succos and Passover as biblical traditions so next week I too shall be cooking with millions of women around the world.  Rosh HaShana is my oldest favorite holiday, next to Christmas.  It's the Jewish New Year and it is all about sweetness.  Apples are dipped in honey. There is honey cake, lamb roasted with dry fruits, and challah (a Jewish bread) made with honey, raisins and cinnamon; just to name a few yummy dishes..  Everything is sweet in hopes of a sweet year.  I will post my favorite recipes next week and maybe a few picks of the food.

Since I have been gone so long, tomorrow I promise a little encouragement a yummy recipe and a lesson I learned in one of my classes.

Ta, ta!