Delinquents & Fiddlers

This weekend M was a Jewish village child in our school's production of Fiddler on the Roof. She was beaming and so cute. She sang in many songs and reminded me so much of how I adored acting in musicals as a kid.

J's teacher confiscated (and gave me) his Lego Moleskine notebook. On the bright side, he began to write (inventive spelling) and draw. On the not so hot side, most of his drawings were porn (very clear genitalia for a not so sophisticated artist) and he enjoyed narrating the scenes to his classmates.

AleVit's new thing is to ask me to sing "arrorró" to them at bed/naptime. While that sounds sweet, they proceed to belt it out like a show tune, undermining the point of a lullaby. They crack each other up!