Rotting Royally
Shortly after we arrived here in camp a few weeks ago, I opened one of our kitchen cabinets and an...
Stop Hovering
On Purim afternoon, when I entered the home of a friend to give him mishloach manos, there were a few women talking, one of whom was wearing a homemade hat with a propeller on top that had the words “helicopter parent” beneath it. When she saw me looking at it and laughing, she told me that her mother had long accused her of being a helicopter mom, and now she finally decided to just embrace it.
