Sometimes, you just need to . . . well, have a DP and pizza. There are a few stores here that import Dr Pepper – sometimes from Dublin, Texas. The pizza is local, but with a slight modification by us.
The Joy of Laughter, Tickles and Giggles
Among the many blessings in my life is my daughter, my treasure, my Grace. She is a source of joy in so many ways, and one of those is our tickle time.
She is five years old and wears size 5T. Now you might think that 5T stands for 5 Toddler, but you would be wrong. 5T stands for 5 Tickle; and each morning Grace looks hopefully at the tags on her clothes to see if they are 5T so she can prepare herself for the requisite tickle fest. If I’m not paying close enough attention, she will say, “Abba, it’s fiiiiiive Teeeeee.” That’s code for, “Please come tickle me.”
The joy of tickles. The joy of simplicity: no toys required. Just a finger or feather or string appropriately placed brings a burst of laughter.
I’m sad that 5T isn’t followed by 6T.
One of My Favorite Signs

When I see this sign, it means that I’ve been off-roading in the Judean Desert. Unfortunately, I haven’t seen this sign in over a year. Worse still, it doesn’t seem like I’ll be back in the desert any time soon. At least not in my Land Rover, which has gathered about an inch of dust while sitting quietly in the garage.
Happy Mother’s Day
There are two mom’s in my life and I want to wish them both a happy Mother’s Day.
First, to my mother: Thank you for the many sacrifices you have made to make my life easier or better or more fun or more pleasant. I love you.
To my wife, the mother of my daughter: Thank you for partnering with me to raise our daughter. Thank you for being such a great mother to Grace. You are a treasure. I love you.
Off to the Zoo
Colleen has a women’s conference today, so Grace and I are going to one of Grace’s favorite places: The Jerusalem Zoo. Physically, it’s a beautiful zoo, and they have a nice collection of animals – though it feels funny saying it that way. But, how else could one refer to the animals that are kept there? Zoos collect animals much like boys collect baseball cards. Perhaps there’s more idealism in collecting animals as zoos do, but there really isn’t a substantial difference. So, I’ll continue using the term collection when referring to the animals at the zoo.
Anyway, it is a favorite destination for our family. We all enjoy seeing the animals to a greater or lesser degree. Colleen most enjoys the family being together in a nice environment. Grace most enjoys the large playground. And I enjoy the family time and taking photos at the zoo.
Here’s a photo from out last outing. We were all surprised when this big cat was alerted by Grace and Colleen making the Israeli “tssskk” call for street cats.

