In my humble, unbiased opinion, of course.
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Trish cut Mechel’s hair, and left the middle alone. Mechel said, “look, I’m a Roman soldier,” presumably thinking of the plumage on their helmets. I was thinking Mr. T, but he doesn’t know who that is.
Yes, Trish finished the haircut in the end. We had a hot day and lots of friends over, so a carwash seemed like a great idea!
Here is the speed cycle!
It’s Captain Mechel, just in time for Purim!
Today, I heard those words, those precious words, that every father waits to hear, from the moment he first sees his son thrashing about in his crib: “Tattie, can I help with the leaves?” Sure, Mechel! Mechel used our leaf machine. It’s basically a lawn mower with a sealed bottom, so the blade spins in an enclosed space, generating suction. The leaves get sucked up through the nozzle in front, are chopped up, and then blown into the bag. Please note that Mechel is wearing ear and eye protection. Child labor, yes, but we are conscientious regarding the welfare of our
I wanted to test our new kayak trailer, so Mechel and I went for a quick paddle on the Hackensack, north of Blauvelt:
Mechel completed reading the entire Sefer Tehillim (Book of Psalms), so he had a siyum (completion ceremony) in his class today:
Mazel Tov Mechel! May you have many more! Mechel had a game today:
Mechel at his 1st grade Chumash party:
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