Our 20th Anniversary Chaperone
Yesterday, Josh and I went on an overnight trip to Nes Harim in honor of our TWENTIETH ANNIVERSARY this Friday.
15-month-old Yonatan is still nursing, so he served as chaperone for our special getaway.
For the most part, Yonatan wasn’t much trouble, as he sat in his stroller munching on chocolate-chip cookies and bananas.
The only problem surfaced at 6:55 AM when Yonatan, who, I suppose, hadn’t heard that we were on vacation, woke up and wanted me to wake up too.
I was determined to remain in bed until 8 AM. So Yonatan climbed onto my bed, sat his stinky self down on my head, and pulled my hair until I came, surprisingly quickly, to see his point of view.
Being woken up by my phone would have been more pleasant (though, admittedly, less effective).
But I guess it was appropriate on our anniversary trip to receive a wake-up call from my own child…
One of the eight greatest blessings we’ve received since we heard those seven blessings under our chuppah 20 years ago.