After three weeks in America we arrived back here to Jerusalem yesterday. Goodbyes at home were awful (again...), but I knew we'd be okay once we got back to our little apartment. And we are. Mostly thanks to a combination of gummies, Marzipan rugelach and mushroom burkeas, and the happiness that comes with completing an international trip with an 18 month old little fella. That doesn't mean it wasn't so hard to leave behind our friends and families (again...). Especially now that Eitan is old enough to really play with everyone and had so much fun particularly with his big cousins who he has morphed into one entity "Idat". We were definitely not good enough about taking pictures these weeks, but at some point will get some keepers off of the camera and up online here.
So we're here, and are having an exciting adventure, and we're going to be positive, right? OK? Positive, Positive Positive (name that movie).
It's also very nice to return to spring in Jerusalem. Spring is a season that seems not to really exist in DC, so we are trying to enjoy these few weeks of low 70's days to the maximum.
We also returned in time for the season of the "yoms". Yesterday was Yom Hashoa, we missed most of it other then noticing flags at half mast on our cab ride home from the airport, and today running some errands I noticed a bunch of kids on the street are selling Israeli flags in preparation for Yom Hazikaron and Yom Haatzmaut. More on those next week...promise.
So we're going to head into Shabbat and rest and enjoy the sunny but not yet too hot days.
Shabbat Shalom!
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