Laurel Snyder

To celebrate, my boys and I decided tohave a GIVEAWAY!

So, to win a signed copy of my board book, NOSH, SCHLEP, SCHLUFF (and perhaps another little surprise too, just for you, Mom), simply submit a picture of your kinder (that’s Yiddish for children) being adorable (or NOT adorable, if you prefer).  But DO send in a picture!

You can either post to your own blog/tumblir/website/whatever, and send me a link (I’ll link ya up), or you can email it to me and I’ll post it here on the blog.  If you’re uncomfortable with having your child’s picture online, you can also email it to me, and ask that it not be displayed. You’ll still be entered best online casino slots!

Ideally, you should submit a picture that in some way illustrates or captures the spirit of one of the lines from the book. You can pick from these lines:

• If you want to start a ruckus, wave your arms and shake your TUCHES!
• Minor bumps and scrapes and cuts, anyone can be a KLUTZ.
• Brussels sprouts and bits of squash– they’re not what you want to NOSH.
• But to get a mommy-kissel, ESS them, ESS them, (just a BISSEL)
• Dolly hauling, crawling, stepping–babies do get tired of SCHLEPPING.
• And if you feel cranky, stretchy, bear in mind– you’re just KVETCHY.
• Now day’s done and you’ve done lots. Sometimes you just have to PLOTZ.

BUT, if you don’t have any pictures of your eating or sleeping kids (not likely), you should feel free to send us a picture of some other kind– a picture of your toddler playing chess, or your teenager cleaning the chimney.  And hell, if you think your kid is funny-looking and so you don’t want to send them in, you can always send in someone else’s kid. I’ll never know.  Just send me a picture, so I don’t feel like a failure (though that would be appropriate I guess, for Mother’s day).  Oh, and one more thing!  You do NOT have to be Jewish, or understand the above Yiddishisms in order to enter or win! Because you certainly don’t have to be Yiddish to like the book.  You just have to send me a picture of your kid.

Then… in a few weeks, I will get my boys to vote on their five favorite pictures, and we’ll assemble a (belated, no shock there) little Mother’s Day present for each of our winners… together.  Maybe the boys will draw you a picture of a robot. They do good robots.

How’s that? Did I make it sound complicated?  I hope not. It’s simple:  Send me a picture of your kid. (like the one below, of MY kids)  Win a prize!

And even if you don’t enter, HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY! Seriously. It’s the hardest, best, most incredible, rewarding, frustrating, tiring, hilarious, taxing, joyful job in the world. It’s a job only YOU can do.  You are irreplaceable. And you do it every day! Usually without any thanks or notice.  So I hope someone brings you breakfast for Mother’s Day.  Even if it’s only burnt toast and a flower with a bent stem.  On a tray.  Served with the smile that breaks your heart every time.  Which is the real prize, of course.

Love, from Laurel (a mom)

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NOW DAY’S DONE AND YOU’VE DONE LOTS.
SOMETIMES YOU JUST HAVE TO PLOTZ.

Minor bumps and scrapes and cuts, anyone can be a KLUTZ.

Brussels sprouts and bits of squash– they’re not what you want to NOSH.

Brussels sprouts and bits of squash– they’re not what you want to NOSH.

Now day’s done and you’ve done lots. Sometimes you just have to PLOTZ.

Now day’s done and you’ve done lots. Sometimes you just have to PLOTZ.

Dolly hauling, crawling, stepping–babies do get tired of SCHLEPPING.

And if you feel cranky, stretchy, bear in mind– you’re just KVETCHY.

If you want to start a ruckus, wave your arms and shake your TUCHES!

Now day’s done and you’ve done lots. Sometimes you just have to PLOTZ!

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