January 29, 2016

These Two

As of tomorrow there will be two young "men" in our home and my not-so-little guy will become a Bar Mitzvah. My hope is that these brothers will continue to play wiffle ball in the yard even though they've outgrown its boundaries and still hug one another goodnight for as long as we all remain under one roof. Partners in fun, may they amuse one another for a lifetime of laughs. For to remain playful is to never grow old.

Shine on into Jewish adulthood, sweet Zac. Wishing you Mazel Tov - - with love.

January 8, 2016

Elevator Pitch

You've zigzagged through your early years with insatiable curiosity, sharp humor and a playful nature. Ever adventurous, you embrace the journey and sometimes lose sight of the destination entirely. Yet somehow, you've reached this day in less time than it takes to ride an elevator to the elusive 13th floor. You rise. I stand by, grounded. Astounded.

Happy thirteenth birthday, my sweet guy. You've arrived.