So in the spirit of doing things half assed, while still embracing the multi cultural heritage of the loves of my life, we celebrated Chanukah tonight. We were lucky enough to have Crazy Aunt Jenny with us. So while she and I partook in the liquid celebration of the holiday season, Marc and said angels lit the candles on the menorah. Now, my non-Jewish friends, one might ask where do you get these candles from? Hmmm... Good question, because we lit birthday candles in lieu of the traditional ones. This was all Rite Aid had to offer at 8.30 last night when we remembered it was Hanukkah. Then today, Marc and I went back and forth between who was going to pick them up. It ended up Marc because he had to stop and get Saige an Ugly Doll for her Pollyanna and they were supposed to have them in the store. Whoops they didn't. Day two- Birthday candles.
So Chase had asked for a Mac laptop for Christmas, or Hanukkah, or Groundhog day or YOUR birthday because he is all about the homework. Not. In fact, I'm not sure what he plans on doing with this computer except we can safely say Government files will stay unhacked, there will be no War Games out of our house my friends. Not to worry. I believe he will be more likely found googling 'boobies'.
This being said, candle lighting and Jewish prayers were tier two priority next to the sparkly wrapped present in front of him. He smacked that yarmulke on his cute little pate faster than you can say L'Chiem. He grabbed the lighter like the true pyro he is. He lit the candles, mumbled some prayers, and with that, had at the gift. His parting words were, before he dragged his sister, the computer aficionado, up to his room, "Thanks Mommy!" like I had ANYthing to do with the acquisition of said gift.
It reminded me of the Chris Rock stand up routine when they say kids thank Mommy for everything. Never do they say, "Thanks Daddy for keeping the lights on. Thanks for keeping a roof over my head. Thanks for the food on the table." It's always, "Thanks Mommy for the laptop." But he checked himself before he wrecked himself and gave credit where credit was due. The only part I played in the whole damn laptop was wrapping it. But you're welcome baby. Anything Mommy can do to put a smile on your little cherub face is all the thanks I need.
So in the words of Adam Sandler, for those of you who are Jewish and those who are not, cause you know I'm all about any God you pray to.......
"So drink your gin and tonica, smoke your marijuanica, so much funnica to celebrate Hanukkah!" (When you are the nine-year -old recipient of an Apple Laptop!)