The other day while in synagogue celebrating my friend’s son’s Bar Mitzvah, my children were fooling around. One was quietly laughing, the other was kicking and flicking the chair and the other was annoying the others.

Several times I asked them to be quiet- first with eyes, then eyes and facial expressions, and lastly with words. Its the latter that in hindsight, has me concerned.

While reading one of the prayers for our country and brethren, strength and compassion for those we’ve lost or for those whom are ill…. I pinched my children and said, “if you three don’t shut up, I will fucking kill you!…. Shabbat Shalom.”