Gambling Man and Something Sweet

Here at my pad, we celebrate both Christmas and Hanukkah.  Last night was the first night of Hanukkah.  Naturally, the kids had to play the dreidel game.  If you're not familiar with it, it's a game where you spin a top-like object, and depending on what Hebrew letter it lands on, you either lose money or get money. 

At the end of the game, my son had accrued quite a collection of pennies.  "Mama," he said.  "I like gambling.  I'm going to be a gambler when I grow up."

"Bubba," I said. "That's not a good idea.  When you gamble, sometimes you win, but sometimes you lose.  If you lose, you can lose big."

"But Mama, I always win!"

(I can tell there's going to be big trouble ahead - a cute, charismatic kid with older women chasing him and a propensity to gamble.  Oy vey!)

Now for the sweet thing:

My mother-in-law always tells my daughter that she loves her more than the moon and the sun and the stars.  Do you know what she got my daughter this year?  A star!

Isn't that the sweetest thing ever!  Now I'm getting all sentimental.  I'd better go!

See you tomorrow for the blog fest!