When we went shopping, mommy and daddy were at the check out and I wandered off to play with all the yarmulkas and kippas. Mommy decided that I look really cute in this kippa so we got it for me. I definitely have the right hair for it.
Tzvi Meir,Ayala,and Yehuda


After my mess with the meatballs (see following pictures), mommy took me to the sink to clean me off. I grabbed all the pens and pencils and then let mommy wash me off. I didn't let go, once I was clean. The pens and pencils are my toys. They are SO versatile (a new word). I can let them hang from my mouth, hide them in secret places, and even COLOR with them. Pens are a man's best friend.

So here's the deal. Thursday night mommy was trying to cook for shabbos because we were having a LOT of guests. I wanted to see what was going on. How would you like to be left out of all the action? So eventually my mom got the hint, and picked me up and sat me on the counter. I tried to grab at the zucchini ends mommy was peeling for the soup. She didn't want me eating the scraps and peeled me my very own cucumber. She thought that would keep me busy.