Es gefelt mir!

(That's Yiddish for "I like it!")




If only more people really got into the Holiday State of Mind...

Today was a beautiful, albeit tiring day. Beth Adam, a synagogue here in Loveland, ran a "Mitzvah Mall" for their Religious School students and the public. The children had a roomful of charities and non-profits to choose from, and when they made their donation, a card was filled out for them to give to someone. Like, if little Timmy gave me $5, I filled out a card that said, "A donation was made for "food for a great horned owl for a week", to "RAPTOR, Inc." from "Little Timmy".

A few photos from the Mall:



Everyone thought Rufus was animatronic, he was so still...

When in fact, he was thinking,

"This is just too much for me, so I think I will just be invisible and blend into my surroundings."


Lucy had her own spot on the floor, "behind the blue line".

I thought about feeding her to really knock everyone's socks off, but then thought better of it. I had so much to do, I couldn't really think of much else besides all the paperwork I was doing.
Every donation needed to be added to the tally sheet, then the card needed to be filled out, then a receipt had to be written. The kids flocked to my table (hardly seemed fair to the other participants...I had real live birds!)
The final total: $204.44. (The 44 cents came from a sweet little boy who instead of asking his parents for a check or a big wad of cash, had a bag of pennies.)

Isabelle is feeling better. Lorelei is still running a fever over 102. This sucks out loud.
I'm not feeling all that great, either. But she has a Christmas show tomorrow night, that she has been practicing for and looking forward to! And I have a program tomorrow!
Crap.


Not to leave you with a sour taste, here's a few drawings from our little darlings:

Lorelei's.
I asked her if that was a bug near the duck's mouth, she said, "No, Mommy. That's a note."
"A musical note?"
"Yep. He's quacking."

That is so cute, I may never recover.


And this one just made me laugh hysterically:

Isabelle's drawing of Geoff and me, sleeping in bed. You totally have to click on it to really appreciate it. Geoff is sporting a 5 o'clock shadow, and I seem to have become Pippy Longstocking.
The "things" at the end of the bed are our toes. See how mine are just about normal-size, while Geoff's are like, monster toes?