At sundown Festival of Lights began. The past few years college son Ben has not been home for 8 nights of kitchy trinkets carefully chosen by Dr.Husband. Every year we’d all recite the Hebrew ‘baruch atah…something, something…’ I can only say it when they do…as Ben lit the candles. Then we’d make him do ‘Come Light the Menorah’ song and dance before he could open a prize and get chocolate gelt from the stocking with stars of David on it. I miss it. Sent real gelt to him in the East Village this year, not the same.

Thanks for the blocks, Aunt CandyPants,
now what do I do with them? – Jake

As a ‘cashew’ Ben was always the envy of his cuzins. He got to do Hanukkah and Christmas with all the trimmings and presents. This year is Jake’s first Hanukkah and as a ‘cashew’ too he’ll be here for Christmas. The tradition continues. Happy Hanukkah Chanukah.

8 Replies to “Trekukkah”

  1. well at least I have the word “holy” in there as part of melancholy!!
    Happy Hanukkah to you and yours. My Catholic husband asked me where his present was last night 🙂


  2. Thanks to Dr. Husband and Candypants Jake got a hanukah present! There’s a lot of bah humbug in the Jake household but that’s a whole different story. I’m liking the song and dance idea! Being a cashew has its perks.


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