I don't know when it is, but it's not now.

Just overheard:

Daddy (singing): Shabbat Shalom, HEY! Shabbat Shalom, HEY!

MH: Daddy, no. It's not that time.

Daddy (holding back laughter while Mommy looks on): When is "that" time?

MH: Ummmm, I don't know. Not now.

We've had a lot of recent Temple activity and learning opportunities, and the MH has become a very big fan of celebrating the welcoming of the Sabbath by lighting the candles, blessing the juice wine, and eating delicious Challah bread.

She's soaking it up like a sponge and we're thrilled to see her taking such great interest and pride in her religion!

And, while she may not know that Daddy should specifically hold off on his singing until tomorrow night, I give her props for knowing that Thursday night is not the night!

MH, Daddy and I (and Rabbi EinStein) are proud of you!