Thursday, March 29, 2012


So I promised everyone I would write about my daughter. Keren, aka Shpilkie, just is.

She was the earliest of the three to be comfortable holding pen. By the time she was 18 months old, we could not go anywhere without her 'colours.' While that mantel seems to have gone to Gavi, she has retained more of that visual piece than her brothers.

Keren has always moved rather quickly. When she was learning to walk, she ran. We naturally assumed that she did that because babies tend to run. It helps them stay upright until they master balance. She just always ran. When we were potty-training her, she ran back to bed after midnight awakenings. She has only slowed down in the last couple of years.

When Keren was three years old, she was asked last minute to go on stage to announce a chapter in the Purim play. "Is it my turn to go on yet?" She has been on stage every year since, with the exception of the bar mitzvah year. One year, we got a little bit of stage makeup in her eye. She screamed. While screaming, someone told her that it was her cue. She stopped, and did exactly what she was supposed to do. She is hoping Jennifer and I decide to take them to see "West Side Story" this spring.

A few months ago, Keren sat down and worked out one of the psalms of Hallel to the tune of "Close Every Door," from "Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat." Every once in a while, I give her a piece of music and a piece of liturgy. She puts them together. It usually takes her about five minutes. She has now taken it upon herself to teach the other kids in junior congregation how to sing it also.

Her teachers at school have told us that the school no longer has the means to measure her reading level.

For the record, I am the only one allowed to call her "Shpilkie."

To answer a question from DKW from one of the earlier postings, of the three, this one is not for sale.

Good night all.


Tuesday, March 13, 2012

I Have Got to Get a Life...

Top of the evening all...

All is now said and done. Jennifer and I are now the former owners of a 2005 Toyota Corolla. We are the present owners of a 2009 Toyota Sienna. It has an installed GPS. I am kind of thinking that I should try reading the directions instead of trying to figure out how to work it while sitting at traffic lights. Jennifer is truly rubbing off on me.

I was going back to read a couple of much earlier postings. I found a grammar mistake in one. That has been corrected. GS - where are you when I need you?

My blog now lists 20 followers. This is so exciting. I am debating starting a movement. I have to figure out though whether the list truly means I have 20 followers. Two people are listed twice, and four others are really two couples. It is also exciting that I have been asked to write for another blog, and have just had a request to use one of my blog entries in yet a third blog.

This sounds very tongue in cheek. It is certainly written in that style. Thinking about it though, it is doubtful that any of us will truly touch the masses. We should be content with having a positive effect on those around us. If we can really make a difference in one person's life, that is a great piece for the autobiography.

To sleep, perchance to dream...