Monday, December 26, 2016


I could post the back and forth exchange we had after that last email where my dad was basically like "I've been so nice to B's face for the past several years" and I was like "I can't even with this" and then my dad never wrote back to that last email and is now calling me and pretending like it didn't exist.

BUT INSTEAD, here are some pictures from our intercultural Christmas/Chranukah! I decided that I am going to teach C what a menorah is, and how to play dreidel, and we will have some menorahs out with our christmas decorations. Also this year, we lied and told her Santa came down the chimney to give her presents (this is the first year she's old enough to even understand what that means). We even took her to see Santa at the mall to ask for presents (an elephant- she got a stuffed one and a plastic one) and left out milk and cookies for Santa. I went back and forth about whether or not to do the Santa thing, but I think I'd rather she get to experience the classic Santa thing, and then when she figures it out we'll teach her about giving gifts but not taking credit for it, and also about how sometimes adults lie. We also did stocking stuffers for the first time (Or "Santa Socks" as C calls them), and included a bunch of chanukah stuff my parents sent us (gelt, plastic dreidels full of jelly beans, more chocolate, chanukah stickers) as stocking stuffers.

So while my parents would be and probably are horrified by this, I am happy with how we are incorporating both holidays together and keeping the stuff I actually like and having some Jewish cultural elements to our winter holiday celebrating. Maybe one of these years I'll even make latkes.  Not this year though. Later today my orthodox brother is coming to visit our house for the first time ever, so I need to go clean some more. :)

Friday, December 9, 2016

A letter I actually sent my dad

Dear Abba,

Hi.  Thanks for the invite to Florida, but I can’t just drop everything and take off to Florida with less than 2 weeks notice.  C has school the third week of December (including her violin recital and a second school-wide recital that week), then we have holidays over those two weekends that we celebrate, and we are having a visitor the last week of December.  And like you, I plan my schedule months in advance, and have a very busy winter break schedule planned with my coauthors, with deadlines the first week of January for a 35 page conference paper and a 15 page major NSF grant proposal, and advance preparations for my new job as Director of Undergrad Studies in Sociology that I start officially in January.  Taking a 2-3 day break (+ half a day to pack and get everything ready + a day to recover) will make my break a lot more stressful because I still have to write 50 pages somewhere.  

We also took that big trip in August to visit everyone specifically so that we wouldn’t have to travel over winter break.  And the cost of travel for us is more than the cost of plane tickets and lodging.  We have to board our dogs, which requires a vet appointment ($120 for both) to get shots for “kennel cough” (the shot only last 6 months), and an appointment at the Kennel ($65 a day).  And the last two weeks of December usually gets booked up at the dog kennels months in advance.  Plus in general I would rather visit you in *State* as long as you still live there, because that way I can see my friends up there and other family members in the same trip.

To be honest, apart from all these reasons, which are all true, there is another one that I’m not sure if I should bring up with you (Since I’m not sure it will do any good). I had hoped that after all the drama we had before my wedding that I would never write a long email like this to you again, and D has asked me not to fight with you about this, but after going back and forth I think it’s better to just say it instead of silently resenting you from afar and avoiding spending time with you without telling you why.

Ever since I found out you are not going to D’s wedding it has brought up a lot of hurt feelings for me. I spent years being upset about you not attending my wedding, and maybe I fooled myself into thinking you had ‘gotten over it’ and had accepted my family. Over that time there has been and continues to be a lot of painful reminders of the past, and I have felt rejected by you and mom’s actions many times, but I know it is a difficult adjustment for you as well, and for C’s sake I try to hold my tongue.  But the fact that you are not attending D’s wedding has shown me that if you could travel back in time and do things differently, you would do things the exact same way, despite all the hurt it caused me and our family, the damage it did to our relationship, and all the years in which we barely talked to each other.

It seems to me that you still look at my life choices and my husband as being ‘lesser than’ you, and I don’t think anybody likes to hang out with people who look down on them and clearly disapproves of the entire way in which they live their life, and feels so strongly about it that they are willing to skip two out of three of their children’s weddings and ruin their chance of a normal healthy relationship with their kids, son/daughter in law, and grandchildren.

I often wonder if you only tolerate us now that we have a kid, so that you can hang out with your grandchild and try to kiruv her into your religious beliefs. Or at least that’s how it looks from my perspective. The fact that you usually fly in for 3 hours at a time, just long enough to snap pictures with her to show off to your friends and give us a ton of jewish stuff and then fly out again, reinforces this view to me. As does the fact that I asked you to not send C Jewish books anymore, and yet they are still coming.  When E has a ‘real’ jewish kid some day are you going to drop her like a hot potato?  When she has no interest in being religious as she gets older, are you going to lose interest in her or treat her like a second class citizen, the way you and mom treated me differently than D and E when you thought I was the only one not religious? Or, just as bad, are you going to treat her better than D's kids because she's a 'real' jew and you can try to kiruv her but his kids won't be halachicly jewish? Are you going to skip her wedding some day and hurt her the way you hurt me and now D?  What about when she inevitably realizes for herself the way you feel about her father and, by extension, her? These are things I worry about and feel I must protect her from.

So I’m not sure where exactly that leaves us.  I can’t just go on pretending everything is ok and just swallow my resentment and take fun family vacations together while you treat my brother and sister in law in a way that shows you don’t regret the way you treated me, and which is leading to a lot of hurt and angry feelings on my part. I want so much to have that family life you are thinking of, where we come to visit you in Florida just like I visited Sabba and Savta as a kid, but I feel like that is a fantasy of some other family that never will be real, because of the choices you have made and continue to make. In a way I feel like this must be what it is like to be related to a heroin addict. I see you going down a path this is once again irreparably harming your relationship with my family (and D’s family) even further than it is already harmed, and driving an even bigger wedge between people in our family, but I am powerless to stop you.  So even though I love you, I feel I have to distance myself from you to protect my feelings and my family.  

You have said you don’t want to go to D’s wedding because of the message it sends. Well what message does it send to my husband and daughter and me, and what message would I send to them if I pretend like nothing is happening and continue to just visit like everything is normal?  What exactly am I supposed to say to C next Fall when she asks why you aren’t at D’s wedding, where she will be the flower girl?  She has already seen a wedding album from my wedding and asked why you weren’t there, and it was heartbreaking for me, and I had no idea what to say to her.  That her grandparents believe in an extremist version of Judaism that puts religious beliefs over their children and family connections, and they believe they have to miss their own children's weddings to show their devotion to god and their religion?  

I don’t even fully understand it myself. I know plenty of other OTD people whose parents came to their wedding to non jewish people, or who compromised by coming to the reception but not the ceremony, whose parents are much more religious than you. So I wonder what makes you different from those parents? The only explanations I can think of is that maybe you are under the sway of your Chabad-trained rabbi, who believes in a cultish version of Judaism with strict “in group-out group” rules like missing your children's weddings. Maybe you have developed your own extremist dogmatic version of hashkafa, perhaps influenced by those rabbi courses you took, your strong feelings about preserving jewish culture because of the holocaust (alienating your kids over religion is probably not the best way to go about that), and maybe too many times watching Fiddler on the Roof (which, by the way, was originally written as a satire/critique of shtetls, not a history lesson).

And honestly I think this is partially about control and you trying to show your disapproval when you feel you can’t control our actions, and trying to punish me/D to try to sway us to do what you want us to do and marry Jews, just like the way you threatened to stop paying for my college tuition if I wouldn’t come home for shabbas when you knew I wasn’t religious in college (which, incidentally, makes me wonder if every ‘gift’ you give us for C is a future manipulation tactic to withhold if we don’t silently put up with your disrespect).  Or maybe it is a simpler explanation and you’re just a narcissist or a coward or an extremely stubborn man who cares more about getting your way and looking good to others and maintaining your social standing in the community than about your children and how much they get hurt in the process.  None of those explanations are very flattering, and I don’t know whether it’s a good idea to even share these thoughts with you since I feel it will only insult you and put you on the defensive which is not my intention, but they are honestly the only ones I think explain your actions.  If any of that hit close to home maybe you should think about why.

This whole situation is also making me hate Judaism and my own heritage to the point where I don’t want to pass it on to my kid at all.  After I came home from L’s wedding when I found out you weren’t going to D’s wedding I was so angry I gathered up all the 50+ jewish childrens books in my house and stacked them up in my laundry room so C wouldn’t have access to them. Yes religion has a lot of good to it, and we have a rich history and traditions, but preserving it comes at what cost? Your relationship with your kids and son/daughter in law? Your grandkids? Even God told Abraham in the end to not sacrifice his own kid. And in the end you are driving us further away from Judaism, to the point where I want to pass on none of it. I think there might a dvar torah in there somewhere. 

You are of course entitled to your own beliefs and decisions no matter how much they hurt me. I considered sending the first two paragraphs of this email and just leaving it at all the other reasons for why I am not visiting. But I feel it is better to say what I am really thinking and try to maybe understand each other.  I’m also just not sure if you are aware of how much your actions have hurt me and continue to affect and hurt me, since I often just bottle up my resentment and don’t tell you.   It’s hard because we live so far apart and only meet up for 2 or 3 hours at a time, so meanwhile I just sit at home and resent you from afar and never talk about it with you. In the end, even if it doesn't change your mind, I want you to go into the decision to skip D's wedding fully informed of the impact you are having.  And I also worry that you live in an echo chamber of people telling you this is the right decision, and don't have anyone pointing out why it isn't. 

In the meanwhile, while I do very much appreciate your invitation and offer to pay for our flights, I don’t think a trip is in the cards this winter break while I am still so upset, and if you are not going to go to D’s wedding then I don’t think realistically I’m going to want to go out of my way to come visit you in Florida for at least the next couple of years.  It really saddens me that we can’t have a closer relationship where an invitation to visit you in Florida makes me happy instead of filling me with dread and resentment, and worry that if I am honest about my feelings I will lose our fragile relationship again. But I’m not going to bring my husband to stay in the house of someone who looks down on him and me and our life together while this hurt is ongoing.

Maybe over spring break or next summer, with plenty of advance warning and planning around both of our schedules, you can go stay in  *Nearbye city 1.5 hours away* where there is a kosher restaurant and we can meet up somewhere in between like at the Zoo or the *other local attraction* or something with C. I’m also planning to have a tenure party in April which you are invited to, but I’m not sure yet if it will be on a Saturday or a Sunday or when exactly it will be. The only trip I’m planning to make North next year is to D’s wedding, and I don’t think it would be appropriate to visit you during that trip since it will just upset me and confuse C, and I’m not going to lie to her on your behalf.

I hope you have a good vacation and I'd be happy to talk more if you would like. 
Abandoning Eden

Saturday, September 3, 2016

More Letters I will never send my dad.

Dear Abba,

I have a concern about a family member I was hoping you could help me with, since you've gone with such a similar thing yourself.  First of all, my family member used to be cool, but then he started hanging out with a new crowd around 20 years ago, and I'm not sure this crowd has been the best influence on him. He has beliefs I don't agree with, and his friends seem to egg him on in bad behavior and encourage those beliefs, even to the point where he seems to be separating himself from the rest of the family.  For many years he has been hurting other family members because he refuses to compromise with them, and he distances himself from his family members by constantly bringing up religious issues which can make other people uncomfortable.  Recently he has really crossed the line in terms of what I find acceptable behavior, according to my own beliefs.

Yet, this person is still a part of my family. My child has a relationship with them, and they sometimes come to visit us as many as two times a year.  However now that they have so crossed the lines in terms of acceptable beliefs, inviting them to my home would seem to condone their behavior, and I don't want to give the appearance that I condone the behavior I find so unacceptable. Also, inviting him to my house and giving the impression that I condone his behavior may hurt my community standing among my friends and other family members.

What do you suggest I do about my father, who refuses to attend my brother's wedding to a non-jewish woman?

-Abandoning Eden

Thursday, June 23, 2016

And......the drama returns. Time for some RANTS.

Well that was a nice few years off from the dramatic bullshit.  But it's back.

A few days ago my cousin got married.  This is the one cousin on my mom's side who is NOT the child of the Horrible Aunt who, a few years ago, told me I couldn't have the contact information of all her 6 kids when I was sending out birth announcements because she didn't want them to "know about my "marriage" and life choices"(See this post).  The brides parents were the 'black sheep' of the previous generation by being extremely left wing MO and wearing pants and not covering their hair and stuff.  So B and I actually got invited to the wedding!  And since it coincided with the weekend of one of my favorite music festivals up North I decided to make a road trip out of it and go camping with a bunch of friends at the festival (which was AWESOME!) before heading to the wedding Sunday.  Kids were not invited so I left B and C at home down South and had a mom's weekend out.  First music festival since before I got pregnant! I used to go to 5 or 6 every summer... 

So I went to this wedding.  Horrible Aunt and I did not talk. I saw her once about two feet away from me and just turned around and walked the other way, and at another point she did the same to me, and we didn't talk. In fact, we had been seated at the same table, but she managed to change her table to a different table cause I scared her away so much!  Ha! Leaving me at the table with 5 out of 6 of her kids, who I spent all night hanging out with, sharing pictures of our kids with, and catching up with. Also showed some pics to my grandparents, hung out with my awesome Aunt and Uncle who are the parents of the Bride, and had fun hanging out with my brother's fiance during the ceremony when they had separate seating.  Also had fun hanging out with both my brothers and catching up with both of them.

Speaking of which, my little OTD brother is engaged! To pretty much the most awesome kick assiest lady ever! I mean seriously kick ass, she was on a roller derby team when they met!  Also, she is not Jewish. And they've been together like 6 years and living together like 3 of those I think.

So at the end of the wedding, 4 amaretto sours in, after all the drama was avoided with my extended family, I ended up getting in a fight (not yelling, just confrontily disagreeing) with my dad because he is now saying he will not go to my brother's wedding to a non jewish woman next year just like he didn't come to my wedding 7 years ago. For new readers: After my parents didn't come to my wedding we didn't talk for several years but then reconciled a bit when my dad had heart surgery and then 3 years ago when I had a kid he (and my mom, who I have totally given up on) started coming to visit every 6 months or so. And sending us 10 million jewish books and crap like that.  We also have taken a trip up North once a year, so my parents end up seeing my kid 2-3 times a year.  Them and B have even been getting along.  I had somehow fooled myself into thinking he was now a more rational person. 

But meanwhile, wtf, apparently he has learned NOTHING from that whole horrible experience, and he even asked why I am upset he's not coming to my brother's wedding since "It's not me." Um, WTF. If he doesn't see how this would be super insulting and hurtful to me then he is just stupid or being willfully blind. Plus, as I told him, how am I supposed to let him get all close to my daughter, just so he can hurt her by not coming to her wedding in 25 years? He was all like "is that a threat" and I was all "well just like mom told me when I got married, every action has consequences, and the consequences of you not coming to my brother's wedding is that I don't know that you won't hurt my kid in the future and I don't want to spend time with you." and then he got on all about how I have to respect his beliefs or whatever.

Which is fucking bullshit, I have to respect the beliefs that are tearing my family apart? Should I respect the beliefs of a muslim imam who stones a rape victim cause it's their "Beliefs"? Is he fucking respecting MY beliefs and decision to raise my kid without religion by sending me jewish books for every obscure holidays and trying to shove religion down my kid's throat? ARGHHHHH

I cannot BELIEVE I am going through all this again. I know this is my brother's fight, not mine, but it's like fucking deja vue all over again right here. And I'm not going to sit back silently while my father shits all over his kids and creates more family rifts with his fucking bullshit cult membership ideas. Cause lawd knows everyone else in the family is probably just yessing him.

OTOH I don't want to drive him further away which is why I'm ranting here and not in an email to him that I really want to write. Does anyone have any suggestions on how to ACTUALLY change his mind about coming? I mean I know my kid is the ultimate trump card and I am not above using her in that way (especially since I feel it protects her to not have a relationship with people who abuse their family like this) but I also don't want to go all nuclear and make my dad double down on being a stubborn asshole...I feel like I want to save that for right before the wedding if he is still being stubborn by then, when I can be like "If you want to see my kid you can see her at my brother's wedding or not at all."

My brother already went to my dad's rabbi with him to try to have the rabbi be a mediator, and his rabbi was basically like "you should give some money to tzedakah" and some other useless horseshit. I HATE THESE FUCKING PEOPLE.  Meanwhile I'm supposed to go up north with B and C to visit my parent/brothers in August and I already was like "We'll see" when my dad was like "see you in August" at the end of our fight which was basically when we were leaving the wedding (I stayed over at my brother's house and then drove home the next day)....but I still want to go to see my brother, and after stewing on this during my 10 hour drive home, I figure this will be another opportunity to try to convince my dad in person to go to the wedding..and another chance for him to hang out with my kid one last time and see what he will miss when he doesn't go to this wedding. Cause I don't think he is welcome in my house anymore, so I doubt we'll be having his regular December visit this year.

Actually I woke up on Monday and cried a little before my brother woke up...cause I am so sad I am being put in this position again.  How much has religion hurt my family? It ruined my entire fucking childhood, and even living 10 hours away from my old community, it manages to reach out and hurt my adulthood too. Recently C was looking at pictures from our wedding and asked where "Bobby and Sabba were."  Tore my fucking heart out.  What am I supposed to tell her when she's a year older and smarter, asking where they are at her Uncle D's wedding?   I wish I had never introduced them to her at all.


Saturday, March 7, 2015

Life, Parenting, and the Jewish Book of the Month Club

I'm back! On a limited basis.  But I have something to write about, so I'm writing it, and I may update here or there as I feel like it. 

So some updates on my life generally: C is 19 months old!  She can walk, run, climb, push furniture places and then climb on it, get to scary insane heights while climbing, dance (and depending on the song will dance with hippie hand motions, head banging, rocking back or forth, or spinning in time with the music), snap, follow many simple commands (like this morning B sent her back to our room with a roll of toilet paper to give me to put in our bathroom) and say maybe 12-15ish words.  Her first word was "Cat" followed closely by "Kitty Cat" and "Dog" (plus "dad" and "mom"- but dad came first cause she loves her dad!).  B is a stay-at-home dad.  I'm still working full time as a sociology professor, in the same university and try to work from home 1-2 days a week (although lately it's been more like 0-1, sigh).  We still live in the South.  I still haven't gotten tenure -I go up in Summer 2016 (I delayed the clock by a year when I gave birth to C) and will find out sometime around Spring 2017 if I got it.  So this year I'm spending a lot of time on finishing up and sending out research projects, to try and get as much published as possible before going up for tenure. 

Since shutting down/going on hiatus for this blog and my other blog, I've been spending more time on other hobbies.  Most of all I've been spending time with C- she is a great playmate, and we draw together and read together and build megablocks, and go on adventures in our backyard and around our neighborhood and to various parks.  This coming week is spring break and we have a playdate to go to the park with 2 other prof friends of mine and their kids.  Playdates are so much better and less anxiety-producing than real dates!  I started a writing group at work which meets every week, where me and some other prof friends of mine get together to chat, bitch, drink coffee, and after about 45 minutes of that, buckle down and work on our research for 2-3 hours.  Through that I'm becoming friends with a new prof who joined our department this year- and in general now that I've had almost 5 years living here, I have a few different established networks of friends with whom to do specific types of things.  Apart from my research/writing group I have like 3 different parent/kid type groups of friends I get together  with for playdates and mom's night outs, a few friends I go to music shows with while leaving C at home with B (going to see Sleater-Kinney next month!!), and even have a regular game night we go to occasionally when we want to splurge on a babysitter.

I've also been spending a lot of time this winter planning my garden- last year we had to cut down a huge tree out front that was dying, so we cut it off at table-level and put stumps around it to make seats.  I decided to cut down the low boring evergreen bushes that were around that tree, and plant a new tree about 4 feet over from the old stump which will overhang the seating area. I already ordered a weeping cherry tree, and then a bunch of perennial herb plants and flowers to plant around the base where all the old bushes were.  I'm also getting interested in flower gardening which is a newish area for me, and I've ordered a bunch of bulbs and plants that should start arriving here soon.

So now for the stuff you all read this blog for: The OTD stuff: 

Chankuah 2014: C + My mom
My relationship with my parents is...interesting.  Since C was born they have been to visit us 3 times, each time for less than 4-5 hours, and we went up to their area to stay with my brother + his gf for a week last summer, and spent about a day and a half hanging out with them.   I complained recently to my dad that they always just come here for a few hours, when we live 10 hours away, and I emailed him a long plan for him to come down to visit for a couple of days and for us to have kosher food for them to eat.  After all that, I just heard from my dad that this summer they are flying down the week after C's birthday to visit for...7.5 hours! Ha.   Other than seeing them 2-3 times a year now, I also talk to them a few times a year on the phone and email with my dad fairly regularly. So our communication has not actually increased all that much, other than more in-person visits.

They seem to focus most of their limited interaction with my daughter on pushing Judaism.  In December they came to visit for around 4 hours, and made a point of lighting Chanukah candles here with her, even though they were going back to their own house later that night, and it wasn't even night time.  I figured it was harmless though- especially since the next day we were driving to visit her other grandmother for christmas.  For Chanukah in addition to a bunch of typical grandparent gifts (clothes, kids books) they gave us an awesome toy piano for kids which C loves, + a bunch of chanukah toys like a wooden menorah, menorah fingerpuppets, different kinds of dreidels, etc.   

My dad signed her up for a jewish book of the month club called PJ library. My mom sends packages of kid's related jewish toys and books for every jewish holiday.   This week we got a package that included: shalach manos (hamentashen + some other foods), a grogger, a wooden seder plate puzzle, a bunch of plastic frogs in a package that said something about pesach, around 5 kids books on purim and 4 on pesach + 3 not-Jewish-related kids books. 

A few days later- Christmas 2014
Now that we are in our second go-around of these holidays, we are starting to accumulate a massive collection of jewish children's books.  Between PJ library and my mom, we have books for every obscure holiday (TWO tu'bshvat books!) and probably 5-10 books for every major one.  In fact this year my mom sent me a purim book that she already sent me last year, so now we're getting doubles.  They take up a whole shelf of her bookshelf.  I can start a lending library!

I'm thinking of using the fact that we are now getting doubles to tell my mom (gently) that maybe we have enough of these kind of books for now. 

So what to do with all these books? I'm certainly not giving my kid pure unfiltered religious brainwashing the way I got.  What I've taken to doing is first reading through the books to see what is in there.  Some are purely cultural- there is no mention of god, blessings, miracles, prayers, etc.  All it does is describe things about the holiday.  These I have no problem with.  Some I even like- there's a tu'bshvat book that is all about planting trees and saving the environment.  At first I tried to change around the words for some things to make them entirely secular.  Like the book would say "On tu'bshvat we plant a tree" and I would say out loud "On arbor day we plant a tree." But I almost immediately decided that I have no problem with her knowing what things like tu'bshvat are, the correct jewish names for things - in fact I want her to at least know that much, so in that respect, these books are good. 

On the other hand, some of these books make me want to take out a big black marker and start busting out the yeshiva-style censorship.  Stuff about god (or "g-d" as they write it), instructing kids to start saying blessings over stuff, messed up stories about first born sons being killed only illustrated with children's pictures, saying we hope to move to Israel....I definitely don't want to be reading that stuff to my toddler.

Some of the books it's only one word here or there, so I will just skip that page when reading it, or insert a word substitution. So if it talks about thanking god for a meal, I will talk about thanking all the hard workers who worked on growing and making and driving over and cooking the meal, including mommy and daddy. Or something like that.  Some I'm just keeping on a high shelf way out of her reach so we have the info available if she wants to check it out when she is older and capable of having a conversation about what we are talking about. The very worst stuff I have thrown out. 

The other major development with my parents is actually regarding my OTD brother.  For almost 5 years he has been dating a kick-ass (literally- she used to play roller derby!) non-jewish woman, and he's been living with her since around mid-2013.  Last summer when we went up to visit them + my parents for a week, he used that as an opportunity to tell my parents he was living with her (after a year) and introduce them to her for the first time- he didn't ask them or anything, he just called up my dad and told him that on the sunday we were set to have breakfast and spend the day at my parent's house, he was bringing her along.  My dad pulled me aside that day to ask how serious their relationship was and then answered himself by saying 'well if they live together it must be pretty serious." That trip was actually the first time B has ever been to my parent's house, and my first time going home since 2008, which was super exciting for me- I got to show him the place and tell him all my fun stories about sneaking around with BF's, the place I had a big fight with OTD brother and pushed him through the wall, he got to see my childhood room and my neighborhood and where I grew up...

So anyway during the trip my brother brought his non-jewish girlfriend to the house. She was really nervous and dressed very modestly- I actually wore pants deliberately (she wore a skirt- that was my first time wearing pants in my parent's house) and was like "this way I'll take the heat off you cause they'll be too busy staring at my pants!"  :)

We ended up having brunch at my parent's house, going to the Van Saun Park zoo (the saddest zoo in the world-the enclosures are way too small!) and then going back to my parent's for some truly awful and inedible kosher chinese take out for dinner before heading back to my brother's place, which is where we were staying.

This is pretty huge, because my parents did not meet B until a full year after we were married.  Since this trip I've heard my brother and his GF have hung out with my parents again, and they are all going to a family wedding this weekend I think (we were invited too but arn't going) for my second cousin who's family is not orthodox.

The one annoying passive aggressive mom part of the trip was during the zoo when we were looking at the lion- my mom started talking about Ligers to my husband and my brother's GF and said something about how "We jews don't do hybrids" to which B shot back something about hybrid vigor. I didn't even pick up on how insulting that comment was, given that we were hanging out with B and C, until B brought it up again later.  But that's my mom- she takes these underhanded shots and thinks she's being so fucking clever.  But now I have a whole team of people to vent and laugh about it with later- B, my brother, my basically-sister-in-law, and soon C will probably be joining in too.

So that's it for now. I'm going to NOLA in a few weeks for a conference, but without B and C, and then will be going to visit the Outer banks of North Carolina in June for a week with B's family. My parents are coming to visit again in August.  C keeps growing up and we keep on keeping on.