Chaya see, Chaya do
A while back Abba got me a great wooden Shabbat set on a trip to LA. Imah's trying to keep me occupied while she plans for Pesach, and this is my favorite toy right now. I like to hold up the bread like when Abba says the blessing, but mostly I love pouring the wine into the cup and drinking it, over and over, just like Abba and Imah. Well, maybe they don't do it over and over as much as I do, but they certainly should! Pouring rocks! Imah asked me if the wine was yummy, and that reminded me of how I usually get my wine on Shabbat. So I put my finger in the cup, and then into my mouth, just to show her I know how things are really supposed to be done. She sure got a kick out of that! Then I noticed how much the bread knife looks like one of Abba's tools, so at present I've spent almost 10 minutes trying to figure out how to take apart Imah's computer chair with it. Yes, the one she's sitting in right now. No, I do not have repressed hostility towards the woman who only gives me a drop of wine on her fingertip and won't let me do any of the cool pouring just because I'm a baby... none at all. Dagnabbed knife isn't working. I wonder if the wine bottle will do it...