My sister is encouraging my kids to disrespect me
Voice note from Penina.
Hiiii Michal, how are you? Guess what, Mordy and his brothers are flying to Houston for their cousin’s son’s bar mitzvah, don’t ask, and I’m very not interested, so I had this great idea: What if me and the kids head down to Cleveland for Shabbos? Only if you’re up to it, absolutely no pressure, but it could be so fun. Let me know, thanks, kol tuv.
I roll my eyes at her kol tuv, like I do every time, and put my phone back down, Also, what’s with this “head down to Cleveland?” Is Lakewood the actual center of the universe?
I love my sisters, all three of them, and I’d be excited about spending Shabbos with Brachie and Chelli, but Penina just knows how to push every single one of my buttons. It’s not even what she says, it’s more how she says it. Like, this super caaaalm and slow way of speaking that apparently charms the entire world, but really just makes me want to shove cotton into my ears.
I know, I’m a horrible person. After all, I’m supposed to worship my big sister, right?
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