... But Chanukah is not quite over around here.
This morning we woke up to Ella singing loudly from her bed, "Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel. I made it out of clay. And when it's dry and ready, Oh Dreidel I will play. Mommy, Mommy, Mommy. I made her out of clay. And she's dry and ready, Oh Dreidel I will play. Daddy, Daddy, Daddy. I made him out of clay. And when he's dry and ready, Oh Daddy I will play. Hey!"
And PS...no baby yet. Maybe he's waiting for Christmas.
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