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I came accross this site yesterday. I am sure there are many that I didn’t have time to look up, but it’s a cute little site and it gives you some ideas. One thing everyone should know is that all the army bases in the country are open so feel free to visit and say thank you to our soldiers.

Click here for a link for Yom Haatzmaut activities

Click here for more ideas for family activities. I’ll expound on some of them in a different post. Many good ideas here. Just remember, you can also go to any National Park on holidays like this and there are always activities going on.

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Last night at Ahuva’s yummy Yom Haatzmaut meal, we were talking about things we appreciate here that wouldn’t happen outside of Israel. My friend Sharon commented that her son wouldn’t have sang the song with the verse “ani baniti bayit…” anywhere outside of Israel and it occured to me that no matter where we live, there’s no other place in the world besides our Medinat Yisrael that MY son would have spontaneously broke out into the song “Happy Birthday to you” about. It just makes you appreciate what a special place this is and what a blessing it is to live here.

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The Birthday Cake

This always happens to me. I have these lofty ideas for my kids birthdays and instead of steady planning, investigating, and research, I wait till the night before at 10:30pm 9pm. This time I had even made two square chocolate birthday cakes earlier in the day in preparation. My son wanted a Percy cake. For those of you who don’t know Thomas The Tank Engine, each engine has a name, number, color, and personality. So my son wanted his Percy cake and Percy is green. He also wanted two cars trailing behind complete with wheels etc etc etc. I was excited at the prospect of making this cake and bringing it to his play group. I would be the best Ima there. Anyway, I got all ready to ice the cake with my white buttercream icing (I had already nixed the idea of fondant since it’s WAY too time consuming). I cut the cake into a train shape, stacked it all into one engine and two cars. It looked blobby really nice. I was hopeful. I took out the buttercream and started to ice. Crumbs attached themselves to the spatula and half the engine fell off. I tried to glue it back on holding it together with my fingers and using the icing as glue. Didn’t work. More kept falling off. I was on the verge of crying when I called to Rafi “What time does the supermarket open tomorrow morning?” He replied “You’ve got to be kidding me. Your thinking of scrapping the cake?” I walked into his office. Tears welled up in my eyes thinking about my son’s disappointment. I also didn’t want to look like the weirdo mom who really doesn’t know how to bake. He said, “lets take a look at it.” We walk into the kitchen together and before him are three blobs with white icing in various places covered in chocolate crumbs. It looked horrible. “What are you talking about? This is beautiful!! He’s going to love it!” I started feeling a sense of hope, convincing myself that the only solution here would be deluding myself or waking up REEALLY early to go to the store for more eggs and flour for another cake. I chose delusion, cognitive dissonance if you will. It worked. Rafi enthusiastically said “all we have to do is add more frosting!” and I said “how do you think we should do that if the crumbs are all falling off?”. Then I thought about it. “How about melting the icing a little?” He said, “good idea.” So we melted the icing, added the color and poured it on. We worked quickly so that the icing would spread out and added some candy to cover the un-iced spots. Rafi added more candy for tracks and PRESTO! A n almost beautiful Percy cake! It was a valiant attempt. Lesson learned: never leave things till the last minute- a lesson I should have learned in kindergarden and will forget the next time around, you’ll see. Another lesson learned: You don’t need to be perfect for your kids to love you- or your husband to.

Needless to say that G loved the cake and so did his classmates. His teacher said there was never a cake like this before in her class. Not sure what she meant by that, but we’ll go with- “You’re the best Ima on the planet!” Thank you, thank you.

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