It was nice being home in our familiar setting for Rosh Hashanah.
Oh.. middle kidlet doesn't have a "broken" foot but is on crutches and a boot for a severe sprain and contusion. His school was sooooooo sympathetic. Could you be off your crutches by Wednesday - after all it is only a sprain. UGH.
No disasters - only no security because either they can't read their letters or it never made it there. I'll have to call on Thursday. Middle kidlet did do the walk down with the past presidents and youth group board members. No, he didn't carry a Torah but processed with his fellow youth groupers.
Today we hear youngest blow the shofar. Fingers crossed. He's good. I'm hoping he can "hit" those sounds.
Well.. have to go get ready.
oh.. why the title to this post? Middle one told someone up on the bimah he as putting his "right" foot forward for the new year. (That is his good foot.) He says it was gravity ninjas that hurt him. :)
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