Did I spell that right? Today Chase informs me that he wants to make a Channukah dinner. Why the heck not? I own a menorah. Let's do it. (btw we have a religion free home so don't tell me if this post is not kosher).

About Chase: He really likes to do things all the way. When he was about 3 years old and rode the little horse ride at the grocery store, he did not just sit on the ride. He became a cowboy. Imaginary hats were tipped, imaginary lassos were swung. Yee-haws were exclaimed. It was hilarious. Later in elementary school, he did not just watch a football game. Banners were made and taped to the wall. Pads and helmets were donned. First downs and touchdowns were re-enacted in the living room. Now that he is an adult, he is a very mellow dude. However, every once in a while I see a little glimpse of my Chasey-pooh.

Today was one of those days:

He spent the day cooking our feast. We ate delicious food, listened to Channukah music (which reminded me of Fiddler on the Roof) and just had a really wonderful evening. We may need a TRADITION ( that line was written in my head to the tune of the same name from Fiddler).

Chase not wanting me to take his picture

Santa wondering what the heck we are up to.

delicious

festive presentation

ain't gonna lie. not a big fan of the matzo ball. (and still haven't finished that damn puzzle)

Huge fan of the homemade cheesecake with raspberry-pomegranate sauce!

PS: I made some homemade rye for sandwiches tomorrow.



Hope you had a great day.