Let's go!

We were heading out the door to a bris this morning, but James didn't want to get out of his PJs. "Come on, James, we're going to a party! Let's get you dressed so we can go."

"What kind of a party is it?"

"Well..."

"Well..."

"It's a party where a man called a mohel is going to [you get the picture]."

"Wow, let's go!"

True to form, James was fascinated. He climbed up in Dave's arms for a bird's-eye view and stared at the entire proceedings. Then he ate more than his fair share of the lox.

PS - Welcome to the world, baby Eytan Jonah Shelef!