Q: What’s the difference between Santa and Tiger Woods?
A: Santa only had 3 Hos.*
Well, it has been a tiring week back in the US! (I mean that is really the only rationalization for the joke above, now isn’t it?) Not only did I have some sleep to catch up on and friends to see but I also just spent the last few days in our country’s capital celebrating Christmas with Barack Obama. Hey, if he can do a seder in the white house… Okay, not really. I was with my dad’s family in D.C. and it was really nice to see family that I hadn’t seen in so long, especially since I missed Thanksgiving this year on account of being in Berlin. (Oh yeah, remember that?)
Like the big kid I am I spent most of the evening playing with my little cousins (once removed? I can never get that right) It’s amazing how much confidence in themselves young children have. My three year old cousin, Teddy, had absolutely no doubt that as soon as he said “let’s march” I would follow him up and down the stairs more times than I would care to admit. It’s not my fault that all it takes is a giggle for my heart to melt and for me to be at his mercy.
His older brother Alex, who is turning 9 in a week or so, has finally become old enough for me to play the older, wiser cousin role, rather than just that of an oversized playmate.
3 very important thing I was able to impress upon his impressionable mind:
1) Never ask a woman her weight
2) Never ask a woman her age (once it becomes a question, that is)
3) Compliments will get you very far…
That last one really came back to haunt me as he would start pulling out the “You’re really pretty,” causing me to blush…and then question his motives. He’s a quick study.
Merry Christmas!
(I hope all my jewish friends are enjoying that movie and chinese food. ha ha.)
*I am embarrassed to admit it but I stole that joke from my dad of all people.
