I Made It Out of Clay

The Bean had a whole mess of dreidels when I got home. Earlier that day WonderWife™ had opened the "Hanukkah box", which contained our menorah, the greatest Hanukkah book ever written, and a few dreidels. These were added to the two he got at pre-school bringing the grand total to...a whole mess of them.

I sat down next to the Bean and began to spin them all at once. When they stopped, he asked me to do it again.

"How about I teach you how to spin it yourself?" I asked him.

"Um...I think I'd just like you to do it," he replied.

I knew this behavior. The Bean doesn't like to try to do anything at which he thinks he might fail. This is something I am patiently trying to work on. Plus, I had a vision of a future that consisted of nothing else but me spinning dreidels for the kids for the next week. I told the Bean that I thought he should give it a try.

"I tried today at school and it didn't work," he told me.

"Well, that's because you were taught by an expert dreidel spinner like me," I said.

Interest piqued, he scooted closer to me and I showed him how to spin it. On his first try, it wobbled a bit, but moved in a somewhat circular motion that definitely counted as a spin. I cheered, which gave him enough encouragement to try it again. And again.



Happy Hanukkah everyone!