At a succah party tonight, I ran into my yoga teacher. She has three kids who she sends to an Orthodox day school.
Her four year old said to me, "You have a beard. You must be a rabbi."
I got so flummoxed, I shook up the bottle of berry-flavored water that was handed to me and then I opened it. It exploded everywhere.
The boy loved it. He grabbed a bottle, shook it up, and tried to open it. "I want to make an explosion too," he said.
He’s in his experimenting stage. He sits in his mom’s kitchen and starts mixing food coloring and stuff and when his mom reproves him, he says he’s doing science.
