Some nights, on my way to bed, I stop and think, thank goodness for grandparents who take us places and amazing uncles who buy us memberships to museums as Chanukah presents.
I also think, in the four seconds before I fall asleep, that I am kind of proud of myself for finally (finally) convincing my family that "experience gifts" are way better than gifts of all-the-things. Especially because we already have all-the-things and have no more room in the house for more-all-the-things.
Experiences? Those make memories and if you're lucky, a frame-able picture.
This week we were lucky enough to visit Legoland in Westchester and the Liberty Science Center in Jersey City.
We were also took a group trip to Target, Whole Foods, did some painting by number, made paper bag books, visited the library, baked a few cakes, and did multiple loads of laundry. We also cooked six dinners to put into the freezer for after Tani's surgery: Take Two, which is coming up very soon - this Monday morning, July 18th.
But before I get to that, there were a few trips I missed sharing last week.
We went bowling at what apparently is a bowling alley that needs to be patrolled by the police. I felt a weird combination of terrified and very safe, all at the same time.
We also went to a mini-build at the Lego store. And we did not purchase anything in the store. Stay strong, mamas! It is possible!
At some point (I forget when) we visited Fort Wadsworth on Staten Island, a working military base with a very cool lookout that is so close to the Verrazano bridge that it feels as if you can almost reach out and touch it. Also, admission is free, so, you know, yay!
The following day my girls were lucky enough to go a special painting class at the Staten Island Children's museum with my endlessly patient mother, while I took the boys to Verti-Quest, a new parkour gym in NJ, where they were able to pretend that they were #NinjaRabbis too. Experiences. It's all about the experiences, my friends.
Even the experience of surgery. Each experience makes us who we are, and I kind of like who we are. Even though, if given a choice, I'd rather grab Tani and go live in a cave, I know that this will make us, I don't know exactly what, but more us.
Looking ahead to Monday, I think we're good. I have everything I need to pack us up for the week in the hospital (thank you Amazon prime delivery man!), my other kids have lists of what they need to pack for their extended stay in my parents' house and I have a freezer full of cooked dinners for several weeks. We know where we have to go on Monday morning and exactly what we need to do and when we need to stop drinking apple juice. There is definitely something positive (and not only soul-crushing) about going through all the motions leading up to surgery once before and then having it cancelled right before go-time.
Wishing everyone a beautiful Shabbos.
Tani's name for tehillim is Arielle Netana bat Chana Zahava. All prayers, positive thoughts and good deeds sent up are appreciated.
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Of course you are,
your shirt is dirty :)