Tuesday, December 15, 2015

Hanuka is over (or the truth about real life)

This is the last evening of the holiday,a peaceful moment near the beautiful candles. I can leave it as it is here with the wonderful feeling of light, warmth and quiet evening, but the truth is that 5 minutes after we lit the candles, he wanted a toy that his sister was playing with, she wanted something that we could not get at that moment and the oldest one (7) was crying  because he lost in the card games.  They were fighting and shouting and crying for some long moments, until suddenly it was quiet again.Real life and blogland life are sometimes parallel universes, different but a like. 

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  1. Rachel PhillipsDecember 15, 2015 at 9:30 PM

    We fight and squabble out here in blogland and sometimes I think it will never come back to peace. It always has so far. You are so right in your observation. Oh how I know.

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  2. YaelDecember 15, 2015 at 10:19 PM

    You know, we know.

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  3. AnonymousDecember 15, 2015 at 11:51 PM

    It's all part of growing up. But then, do we ever grow up? Greetings Maria x

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    1. YaelDecember 16, 2015 at 2:45 PM

      There is always parts of the kid in us that stays forever, and it is for the best.Thank you for commenting here Maria.

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  4. Tom StephensonDecember 16, 2015 at 12:39 AM

    Lovely - the candles I mean. I still throw the toys out of my pram. X.

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    1. YaelDecember 16, 2015 at 2:47 PM

      That is why the kids like you more and more as you told us.The candls are at my daughter's house, she has a good taste,

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  5. ShirlwinDecember 16, 2015 at 12:57 AM

    Sounds just like children, especially siblings, all over the world! Love your gorgeous candles.

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    1. YaelDecember 16, 2015 at 2:48 PM

      Shirley, it is good to know that children are the same all over the world, that gives us hope:)

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  6. Harry FlashmanDecember 16, 2015 at 3:35 AM

    When my kids were little and living at home, the only quiet time was when they went to sleep. During the holidays, when they were all wound up, that was not often enough.

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    1. YaelDecember 16, 2015 at 2:50 PM

      This house is also very quiet, it is only at my daughter's that big fights are going.

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  7. Cro MagnonDecember 16, 2015 at 7:07 AM

    Kids eh! I used to be one; I know!

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  8. YaelDecember 16, 2015 at 2:50 PM

    We all still are in some ways.

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  9. ColetteDecember 16, 2015 at 3:15 PM

    Beautiful menorah. All these winter holidays of lights evoke such peacefulness - for at least a few moments. I enjoy quiet and peace, but only for so long. Then I need the grandchildren to come over and remind me that life can also be loud and boisterous. It sounds like yours are fun.

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    1. YaelDecember 16, 2015 at 8:46 PM

      Tank you Collette, my grandkids are fun but like every one i need my quiet hours too.

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  10. JenniferDecember 16, 2015 at 6:27 PM

    Kids act the same no matter where they live in this world! Happy Holidays!

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