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I know it may seem kind of gross from the picture, but cornflakes really give this baked macaroni and cheese the crunch kids love. Here’s how it goes:

Ingredients:

1 pkg whole wheat penne

1 large container of 9% gvina levana (white cheese in Israel)

1 tbsp butter

2 tbsp flour

4 slices gilboa/emek yellow cheese

2 -3 cups milk

1 cup cornflakes

Directions:

Cook  noodles as directed and set aside. Place butter in medium saucepan and melt. Add flour to make a roux (should look very dry). Quickly add milk and stir. Milk should thicken. Stir for about a minute then add cheese. Stir until the cheese melts and set aside. Pour container of white cheese into the mixture and mix, then pour into bowl with noodles. Gently mix then pour noodle mixture into 9×13″ pyrex dish. Sprinkle with Kelloggs Cornflakes (Telma also works- that’s the one in the picture- but Kelloggs tastes much better!)

Bake at 180 F for 1/2 hr.

Prep time: 10 min

What’s also great about this recipe is the amount of cheese and milk you can sneak into it. And the whole wheat noodles are a healthy choice! Add sliced veggies like carrots, peppers, and cucumbers (note: serve the veggies first to help the kids hold out their appetite while the noodles are in the oven)

Note the happy child in the picture. Next week I’ll post the recipe for that orange soup!

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What is it with women and their jewellery?

What is it with women and their jewellery?

I never considered myself a person who pushes boy things on boys and girl things on girls- although now that I think about it, everything Tzviya owns is either pink or has frills. But seriously, I offer her cars all the time. My mom even bought Mr. G a boy doll. I used to think it was all nature- I mean, when given a stroller to play with, Miss T likes to put dolls in and walk around the house, while Mr. G runs around smashing it into walls. Definitely nature. But on Tisha B’Av, we made jewellery, and Mr. G made a beautiful necklace which at first, he said was for me. But when it came to finishing it off, he decided he wanted to wear it. I put the necklace around his neck and he wore it for about a minute and then he began to get ansy. He started fidgeting with it and then said, “I don’t want to wear this. This is only for Imas and Tzviyalis.” So I took it off and let Miss T wear it and boy was she thrilled. So what does this teach us? Boys can’t stand fidgeting and girls don’t care? Maybe. Or maybe even if we don’t intend to do it, somehow we impart these roles on them. I don’t think it’s a bad thing. This is how the world is. But Mr. G did get great joy seeing me wear his necklace when he handed it to me that night and said, “Ima, I made this for you- I love you!”. aaawww, I know!!! Whichever way you see it, it’s just a nice thing when a man knows how to give a gift, even a 3 foot, 3.5 year old little man with a really big heart.

Mr. G smelling the necklace. Maybe this will give some insight into why girls like wearing these?

Mr. G smelling the necklace. Maybe this will give some insight into why girls like wearing these?

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Last night as Mr. G was negotiating his way out of going to sleep, we had a conversation. He was eating his bowl of cornflakes and he suddenly said, “There’s going to be a fire!”. He was concerned. I said, “Where is the fire going to be?” He said, “In Hashem’s house.” I guess they’ve been learning about Tisha B’Av in gan. Really?? It’s a bit scary, I’d say, but I went with it. “So tell me about the fires.” He goes on and tells me about the bad people coming who burn up Hashem’s house and it’s very sad. How does one respond to this? I say, well if we’re nice to each other and we’re a good friend and a good brother, then Hashem’s house will be rebuilt. He says, “I have a better idea, I’ll build it myself.” So he jumped off his chair, so proud of his idea, and brought his blocks over and began building. Did I mention what an expert he is at not going to sleep? He knew that I wasn’t going to make him stop building the Beit HaMikdash. So he stayed up for another half hour building it and then went to sleep happy.  If only we could take the responsibility he took upon himself to have the Beit HaMikdash rebuilt. Be nice to each other. If only life were this simple. To Mr. G, it is. And I hope it stays that way for a long, long time.

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Thrilled to be leaving at dusk

Thrilled to be leaving at dusk

Last night I thought it would be nice to go for a family walk. It’s been really really hot outside and we haven’t been able to get to the park, so I thought how nice it would be to get into PJs and walk around the block and have a picnic for dinner. HA! I’m totally nuts. So I prepared sandwiches and everything and the kids wanted to watch TV instead. So they had a picnic on my bed watching Thomas the Tank Engine.  When it came time to go to sleep, all of a sudden they were ready to go. That caught me off guard. Seriously, I don’t know why I didn’t realize this would happen. Not wanting to go to bed- being willing to do all manner of things before going to sleep- This is class 101 in mother school. (more…)

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yom yerushalayim 010This might have been my last Yom Yerushalayim celebrated as a family since Rafi will be going to work full time next year (tears of sadness and joy).

Abba and G

Abba and G

It was a fun day! As always, the kids came back dirty, cranky, and full of junk food, but it was worth it. I love living in Yerushalayim and I’m going to be a little sad to leave one day. Every year they have this parade called the Rikkudgalim, where people wear their blue and white and march to the kotel (I couldn’t fit into blue and white this year). As opposed to Yom Haatzmaut, Yom Yerushalayim has a more religious feel to it. People are out on the streets dancing and celebrating the miracle of winning the Six Day War and recapturing Jerusalem, our spiritual epicenter. And what better way to celebrate than to dance in the streets all the way to the kotel. If you see the kids blog, you’ll see the video at the end. Tzviya is busy waving her flag to the tune of “ba’neshama” and the words to the song are “ani maamin, b’emunah shleima, b’viat hamashiach b’eretz yisrael shel ahava….ahavat yisrael b’neshama”. It’s truly a blessing and a miracle to be here in a place full of love, life, and vitality.

Can you tell I’m majorly pregnant? It’s been a week of really mushy posts…one thing is for sure, there will definitely be more!

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(almost) all grown up

(almost) all grown up

Last night I was putting Tzviya to sleep and she just didn’t want to go. Maybe it was because we weren’t in our house, I don’t know, but I held her for about 40 minutes and sang to her. I never do that anymore. Don’t think I’ve done it since she was a year old, but for some reason, last night I just let her fall asleep in my arms. As I gazed down at her, I thought to myself first, mah rabu maasecha Hashem (How great are your creations, Hashem). She just looked so perfect to me, so pure, and so innocent. I wanted to stay there and just freeze time.

This is in contrast to my during-the-day-Tzviyali. She’s become this fiercly independent child. Determined to do everything she puts her mind to. If she wants something, she’ll let you know. OOh boy will she ever. She’ll also tell you if she doesn’t want something- and exactly how she wants it. She’ll tell you that we’re going to eat popsicles on the porch later and that the cat went back home and said “meow”. She’ll tell you that she wants milk and not water, and that she’d rather watch Franklin than Toopy.  She is 21 months this week and I can’t believe this change in her- it came upon me so fast. One example is with trains. Gedalya has loved these Thomas trains since he was about her age. He learned very quickly how to put the tracks together, the colours of each train, and of course, their names. Tzviyali is no differennt now. This week she put a whole track together herself.

Maybe it’s because the new baby is coming. Maybe. But even though I’d love her to stay a baby forever, she’s going to grow up and I’ll be there clapping for her, playing with her, and marveling at all her great achievements, and I know they will be big. They already are.

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Abba Bunny

The things we do to get our kids to listen

The things we do to get our kids to listen

Rafi and I have been having a really hard time getting Mr. G dressed in the morning. He just doesn’t want to go to the bathroom, brush teeth, and get dressed. I don’t know if this is a phase or what, but we’ve tried everything- forcing, not forcing, ignoring, begging, and bribery. But this is an all-time low. Love the costume sweetie!!

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