Growing up on Long Island and spending many summers at Camp Pontiac, I’ve been used to being the only non-Jew in a given social situation. However, despite going to more Bar and Bat Mitzvah’s than Sweet 16’s or Quinceaneras, and
Bad-Mom Confession
You guys … I have a bad mom confession to make. I’ve been taking The Handful into our bed at night when she wakes up crying!!! Ahhh!! I can’t even look at the words above that I just typed, I’m
