If only I’d focused on Moshe from the beginning, I could have made a great shalach manos already
It’s actually kinda fun. Or it would be, if only I’d picked someone else. Sighing, I walk into the den with a jumbo bag of pretzels to try and get my creative juices flowing. It’s what I’m famous for. Creative ideas, that is. I take some more pretzels, hoping ideas will come.
“Hey Aharon, what’s up? How come you’re not outside playing? It’s a gorgeous day.”
“Well, I would be,” I reply in a huff, throwing a few pretzels in the air, trying to catch them in my mouth. The bright sunshine streaming in through the large double window winks at me, teasing. “But I have something important to do.”
“Practice catching pretzels in your mouth? I think you’re better at catching balls in a mitt,” my know-it-all sister Shoshi laughs.
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