- Kid 1
She’s still throwing tantrums with the best of ’em. But I think her Hebrew comprehension is slowly improving. We saw a classmate of hers at the park yesterday and the two of them ran off to the slides. He was chattering at her in Hebrew and she’d interject stuff like “איזה כיף” (“What fun!”)…while not exactly conversation, it wasn’t incorrect for the context either. She’s also started to spell phonetically in Hebrew (like she does in English), which was a complete shock to me. Not sure if it was a surprise to her teacher.
- Kid 2
Seems happier at school. With no guidance from the teacher (surprise to her) he drew a picture with a tree, flower, and sun (surprise to us!!!). Stopped coughing in the middle of the night without explanation, but then caught a cold. Which means that we know why he sounds like a 90-year-old emphysema patient. Luckily the coughing seems to now be in the dawn hours, rather than the pre-dawn hours.
Still tired because I go to bed too late and am awakened by Mr. Small Boy as early as 4:30 am.
Hebrew is slowly improving. I can correct the grammar of everyone in my class but still can’t speak well at all. Which is…not so useful.
I caught AM’s cough and sound barky. I tried to run yesterday anyway. Huge mistake.
Biggest complaint at the moment is that the new television season has yet to begin here. I have baskets of clothes yet to fold because I need Grey’s Anatomy as motivation.
- The Car
(Really, isn’t this what everyone was waiting for?)
The car did not need a new battery nor a new alternator. It needed a new driver.
The reason why it would not go into gear for me after The Intrepid Bloggers jumped it for me was that I neglected to properly unlock the door. Goes to show that we’re not criminal souls, or we would have thought of a workaround for the faux-hotwiring.
We did not fetch the misbehaving Corolla until TUESDAY. Sunday was Taxman’s all-day hike in the desert. Monday we were trying to hammer out insurance and warranty issues with unhelpful customer service representatives; who was going to be responsible for towing, to where, etc. Finally Taxman took a cab from Tel Aviv to Petach Tikvah on Tuesday evening to meet a maintenance guy affiliated with the outfit from which we purchased the car. As it turned out we didn’t need him, because Taxman is a genius and properly unlocked the doors, disarmed the ignition alarm, and drove away 30 seconds later.
Total damage: over 200 NIS in cab fare, keeping our rental car for an extra few days (but really, in the grand scheme of things, this was going to cost so much anyway it shouldn’t matter), my pride, and my ability to look Robin in the face at the next bloggers’ event. Because if Baila hosts I really have to go.
- Taxman is very insulted that he didn’t get an update.
But now he’s saying it doesn’t matter WHAT I say. Anyway, new job is good. He gets home by 8, mostly, but does a lot of emailing and phoning clients from home. This seems…vaguely familiar. But he’s happy, so hooray for him. And he washes the floor every Friday, so hooray for me. (I do the bathrooms! And all the Shabbat cooking.)