By Rebecca Schorr for Raising Kvell
 Parenting
 has been compared to many things. I like to compare it to playing darts
 while wearing a blindfold. Because so often, it really does feel as 
though it’s just a stab in the dark.
Parenting
 has been compared to many things. I like to compare it to playing darts
 while wearing a blindfold. Because so often, it really does feel as 
though it’s just a stab in the dark.Except when it works.
Some theory you have or some tactic you use works. And then, for one moment, you feel like a freakin’ parenting expert.
Which is exactly how I felt when I overheard the following conversation between my kids Lilly, age 10, and Jacob, age 6.
Jacob: I’ve never gotten hot lunch before. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do. So I am going to stand in line with [my friend] Luke. He’s got a lot of experience.
Lilly: Oh, I remember that. Everyone’s scared the first time. After I got my lunch the first time, I said that prayer to myself. Remember, Jacob? The Shehechiyanu?
Oh. My. God. It worked. It really, really worked.
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As a brand-new mother, I was at a loss when I nursed my son for the first time. I had read (and heard) about how difficult it was and was truly blown away at how my little baby knew what to do. [Flashforward: it turns out that it didn’t come so naturally to either one of us and we would make many trips to the lactation support group for help. But I was completely ignorant of that in the first (hormonal) blush of motherhood.] I felt like God’s creative partner as I birthed and then nourished my son and yearned to express my awe and wonder. I reached back into our tradition and recited these words:
Barukh Atah, Adonai Eloheinu, Melekh haolam shehecheyanu v’kiy’manu v’higianu laz’man hazeh.
Blessed are You, O Eternal our God, for giving us life, for sustaining us, and for enabling us to reach this amazing time.
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 The
 chat I was having with the German journalist sitting next to me at 
dinner naturally got round to Chancellor Angela Merkel’s victory in the 
elections a week earlier [Sept. 23]. We were a group of Israelis that 
arrived in Berlin for the annual meeting with our German counterparts 
over the last days of Sukkot, on a program that began in 2000 to promote
 Israeli-German leadership.
The
 chat I was having with the German journalist sitting next to me at 
dinner naturally got round to Chancellor Angela Merkel’s victory in the 
elections a week earlier [Sept. 23]. We were a group of Israelis that 
arrived in Berlin for the annual meeting with our German counterparts 
over the last days of Sukkot, on a program that began in 2000 to promote
 Israeli-German leadership. Learning—and
 using—Yiddish is fun for the whole family, from the youngest mamaleh to
 the oldest bubbe and zaideh. Introduced to America as the mother tongue
 of millions of Jewish immigrants, Yiddish has made its way into 
everyday English. The sprightly, rhyming text follows a toddler through a
 busy day and is peppered from beginning to end with Yiddish words. 
Oy!—will everybody kvell when they hear their little ones spouting words
 from this most expressive of languages. Here are just a few that are 
included in
Learning—and
 using—Yiddish is fun for the whole family, from the youngest mamaleh to
 the oldest bubbe and zaideh. Introduced to America as the mother tongue
 of millions of Jewish immigrants, Yiddish has made its way into 
everyday English. The sprightly, rhyming text follows a toddler through a
 busy day and is peppered from beginning to end with Yiddish words. 
Oy!—will everybody kvell when they hear their little ones spouting words
 from this most expressive of languages. Here are just a few that are 
included in  When
 we think of rituals, we think of mothers or grandmothers waving their 
hands over the Shabbat candles, of an endless Passover seder led each 
year by the patriarch of the family, or of a bar or bat mitzvah. We 
rarely think of the everyday rituals that we engage in: the kiss 
goodnight, watching a special TV show together each Thursday night, or 
taking turns at dinner each night, talking about our days. Yet each of 
these are rituals also. They are acts we engage in, at a regular time, 
that have meaning for us. We look forward to these events and are 
disappointed when they do not occur. They are not just a physical 
priority, but an emotional priority in our lives.
When
 we think of rituals, we think of mothers or grandmothers waving their 
hands over the Shabbat candles, of an endless Passover seder led each 
year by the patriarch of the family, or of a bar or bat mitzvah. We 
rarely think of the everyday rituals that we engage in: the kiss 
goodnight, watching a special TV show together each Thursday night, or 
taking turns at dinner each night, talking about our days. Yet each of 
these are rituals also. They are acts we engage in, at a regular time, 
that have meaning for us. We look forward to these events and are 
disappointed when they do not occur. They are not just a physical 
priority, but an emotional priority in our lives.