The Kidling woke up Sunday morning and asked, “Have I ever seen a menorah?”
Good morning to you, too.
“Well, sure” I replied.
“Oh yeah! The elephant!” she exclaimed in her newly-awoken haze.
The same elephant menorah that Jonathan Adler describes as 8 days of swank. That’s right. Eight days. Swanky evidence to the right.
As The Kidling slowly roused from her slumber, her excitement mounted as she recounted details of the beautiful ceramic beast. She inquired into the number of candles on its body and suggested an edit: “I would have made his trunk go down, instead of up.”
As much as she loved that precious pachyderm, she wasn’t getting a $128 elephant.
So I bought gelt for her advent calendar.
And she loved it.
Merry (belated) Hanukkah and Happy (early) Christmas!