Lachaim

Yesterday, Mommy was bouncing me on her knee and singing Hava Nagila to me. Interesting that both Mommy and Daddy like this song, but for different reasons. To Mommy, it's a song with a nice rhythm and will expose me to different cultures. To Daddy, it's a song to associate with baseball games. Anyway, at the conclusion of the song, I decided to try singing a verse myself. As Mommy put me down, I smiled and said to her "Hava" quite clearly. My Hebrew is coming along nicely.