What a Different Week

In Israel, everything slows down on Friday as the country prepares for shabbat. Our street, which usually has a decent flow of cars and beeping (and now the occasional bus or two due to some road construction on a sort of parallel street), is very quiet.

I appreciate the ability to feel the different pace that shabbat brings each week. And it was a good week, on balance. Millie had another stellar week of camp. Aviva was busy making puppets and playing at parks and reading the “BarbaAbba” and Baby Yoga books. We even got some mail!

Today, we had a lazy morning, went food shopping, Bev got “the best haircut experience ever” (his words) and then I started work. Bev took the girls to the beach and there was no drama – no car issues, no trouble finding a shady spot – just fun in the sand.