5 years ago Shavit was born. He appears like Ella's twin brother, though he's a year younger.
5 years old has a special meaning, from now on he can drink coffee and eat nuts. It is a small change in the nutrition, but for a kid it's a huge milestone.
We learnt to be a kid rather than talk to the kid. When it comes to Shavit this idea is doubled. Just the other day he reminded me to put a bottle of water for him to use in the kindergarten. Shavit, the kid who wears his shirts inside out, cares about missing a bottle. We knew exactly why, where it comes from, and how to continue. It approved that Shavit can (and does) force to take into account what he wants.
The celebration will take place in a few days time, easier setting for us. For that reason Shavit tries to claim he hasn't turned 5 yet. It's always hard to resist logic, especially when it doesn't have an internal flow.
Between the birth date and the celebration Shimon Peres died. It wasn't important to the kids, except for the delay in the new Jewish year school toast.
On the day of celebration, which was the first day of the year, we did the feast. Shavit was exited. Even Ella was exited, though not as much as Shavit was. At the end of the day we were tired and happy. I was doubly happy, the celebration was successful and I didn't have to drive. Actually, except for throwing the garbage, I didn't get out of home.
Sometimes you just feel good about living. No worries, it doesn't mean I will ever stop trying to achieve the "better".
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