the kids are home from school!


Friendly reminders (or mantras, if you will):

  • Dirt isn’t chametz
  • The kids should not be the korban Pesach
  • Kids aren’t in your way, they are the way
  • I love my kids and I love to spend time with them
  • It's not their fault that... (I'm overwhelmed, I need childcare, etc)
  • This home will welcome Pesach with joy and excitement

That’s it. That’s the whole email. I know you don’t have time for a longer one 😂

(jk I’m actually in the middle of writing a long one, about relatives who challenge your parenting decisions. Feel free to hit reply and tell me about it so I can address it.)

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