This week began though with S's cousin's son's bar-mitzvah party. It took place in Beit Shemesh, about 1/2 an hour to 3/4 an hour from here. One thing was very odd, the party was before the Shabbat call up to the Torah. Reason: the American relatives who had to get home before the Labor Day Weekend finished. The language of the party was English. (Their family has only been a year in Israel.) The hall was very nice, the food very American. My kids were very well behaved, but they complained that we hadn't told them that they had more cousins. S explained that the last time she saw their father, she was 18 and the new cousins hadn't been born yet. Once the circle dancing among the women broke up, R lead the formation dancing. They swapped email addresses, so I hope they will stay in contact. (Though I got thier father's email address and the first mail we sent bounced.)
The next day was the morning service at the Kotel (Wailing Wall). I stayed at home sick, but the rest of the family got up early for the drive to Jerusalem. They had a good time and I spent my time at home building the website for the Israeli Blogs net ring. R wanted to sing the service like she does at school, but she was advised not to. It was difficult for E to see what was happening on the men's side, so when it came time to throw lollies (candies for the Americans) at the Bar-Mitzvah boy, she had no idea where her's went.
I finally went to the doctors the next day and she gave me a decongestant. Unfortunately I didn't realize that the pills contained lactose, so I have to take tablets to take the tablets.
Today I went to work and it wasn't until the evening that I started to feel really bad.
I wrote a new note to RingSurf via their forum, I hope I'll receive an answer soon.
This week A started his basketball lessons and learning to play the keyboards. I hope he'll enjoy them both. A also reads from Harry Potter most nights, we're very proud of him. (E in comparison, just listens to the books-on-tape.)
R had a day at the beach with the school. It meant the school started late the next day. Not what happened when I went to school.
E burnt her fingers at Scouts this afternoon on hot caramel. She missed karate tonight due to the pain.
It looks like the English classes that S has been organizing during the week for the English-speaking children over the past few years will just have to stop. Not enough children and our children wouldn't benefit from being in classes with kids who speak less English. A needs to practice his writing and spelling, while E should also move up in her reading.