I dreamt last night that John and I were sitting in our living room talking to three Hasidic Jews who just would not leave. I kept looking at my watch and suddenly it was 8:35, meaning that I was already really late getting Hannah to school. I woke up in a cold sweat.
I meant to tell about this last night, but the emotions were still too raw: I tried to get a picture of my kids for a Christmas card. Hannah was mostly wonderful throughout, but Jonah would not cooperate. Maybe I ought to lower my standards (or have someone else take the picture), but is it too much to ask that he just sit still, look at the camera and keep his tongue in his mouth for 5 seconds? I'm giving it another try in a little bit, but I may be sending out this.

1 comment:
Well, it would be different. And funny. Anyway, smiles or not, those are damn cute kids. I'd be happy to have those faces on my frige!
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