As the chazan prepared to blow the shofar, moms and kids flooded the shul. One new arrival sat behind me, no children in tow. The older woman next me me turned and asked, in surprise, “Where are the kids?”

“With my husband,” she said, with relief. “He davened earlier.”

“That’s good,” the older one said definitively.

“Good for who – he was up at 5:45 this morning?” the younger laughed.

“He wanted children?” asked the elder.

“Huh?” said the mom.

“He wanted children?” the older one repeated, now facing the mom. “He wanted children, he should do this.”

And with that, the chazan blew the shofar.



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