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Well hello there, internets

So, I've been busy.  I've made the transition to working full time days.  I grew up with two working parents, so it's like I'm finally starting a regular life.  BH, I'm happy with my job, the work is good, the benefits are good, the money is good.  Good, good, good.  And then, when I get home at the end of the day, I'm SO HAPPY to be here and see my kids and give them all my attention.  Which reminds me, I have to make Moo's lunch and snack for tomorrow.  He asked for popcorn.  I also have to draw Pigeon on his lunch bag.
The boys are both FINALLY settling back into a normal routine after Sukkos.  They were up late every night for either meals or Simchas Beis HaShoeva or going to Shul. 
Moo was an absolute joy over Yontif.  As he grows, his perspective fascinates me.  See, I chose this life, and I choose it again every day, but Chasidus is the world Moo's given, and yet, he chooses it.  It is not simply his default of practice and function, but his concious decision to seek a mystical relationship with G-d.  I can put him in Tzitzis, I can teach him yiddishkeit, but I can't make him love and desire G-d, that comes from within him.  Over Yontif I saw it in so many ways. 
He learned the Bracha, "Asher Yatzar," which we say after using the bathroom, and even though he doesn't fully understand the words, he is conscious of thanking G-d for making his body and making it work.
He shook the Lulav with such plaintive determination.
At Shul and at Simchas Bais HaShoeva, watching him dance was transcendant.  He was of course enjoying the experience, but there was a light shining in him that clearly glowed with divine simcha. 
We went to 770 on Simchas Torah to kiss the Rebbe's Torah.  The line was long and crowded and it was dark and dinner time, but he waited it out eagerly for a split second by the Rebbe's Torah. 
I can't do justice to what I saw in him, I just can't.  I can tell you "he did this, he did that," but there aren't words for the pure faith and love he has.
I was also going to write about the stuff we did, like Ya-li-ya-lipa and the Zoo and all the meals we went to...but that seems boring compared to Reb Moo the Mystic.


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Oct. 28th, 2011 03:30 am (UTC)
That's WONDERFUL, Yael. <3

Also I've missed you.
Oct. 28th, 2011 03:43 am (UTC)
I love this post, and I love hearing about what a wonderful little man that Moo is growing into .

and it goes without saying that I love you! and I missed you.
Oct. 28th, 2011 05:48 am (UTC)
What's beautiful is that he's obviously learning a love of the faith from you and your husband. Kids pick up on our motivations and feelings. If it was by the book for the you and not a joyous part of your LIFE (not just the motions you go through) then I think he'd reflect that. But he loves it so much because you do, because it brings you joy. I can think of no other enduring spiritual gift to give a child other than 'this is how we find joy in the world.' The world needs so much more of this.
Oct. 28th, 2011 10:46 am (UTC)
Beautiful. You're doing a great job with Moo. Thanks for sharing!
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