The Budding Joys of Jewish Fatherhood
I have never been one of those people wowed by all the budding and blossoming and frolicking that goes on now that spring is in the air. But things are different now that I’m a father and have a budding, blossoming, frolicking little girl who, even as I type this, is climbing all over my head.
A certain set of revelations have descended upon me because of fatherhood—I have a twonager—and the impending convergence of springtime and Passover has brought them to the fore once again.
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