Dalya Joy's World

Tonight was my first Purim.  Mommy and daddy took me to temple to hear the keriat ha-megilla being read out loud.  It was lots of fun.  I got to play with all kinds of Purim gragger ( or noise makers) when the reader read out the name of evil Hamam.  I got dressed up as a Puppy dog. It was the costume that was left over from Halloween.  It lasted on me about 10 minutes before I got too hot and wanted out.

As a special treat my mommy gave me my first Hamentaschen (three pointed cookie filled with good fillings).  Ok, actually she did not so much as give it to me as I reached for it and pulled it out of her mouth and took it.  In fact, this was my first taste of any cookie or actual junk food that mommy has not made for me.  But do not worry. I only had a little bit before daddy finished it for me.  Mommy said that she would bake them with me when I get older.

Next year when I am walking I will be dressing up as queen Ester!  I can’t wait.

Ok, you took the pictures. Not get me out of this!

Look mommy and me have matching bangs.

Dalya steels mommy's food.

Hmmmm Goood.

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Dalya starts learning hebrew.

Dalya and Daddy read from the Magilla

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On a gorgeous sunny Florida Winter day decked out in my pink Yankee hat and strapped to Daddies chest I went to Gulfstream Race track for the first time with my parents and Grandparents. Grandma Penny and Grandpa Arthur came down to visit me…Although I do think that escaping the 20 something inches of snow in New York might have added to their motivation for coming.

I watched the horses in the paddock area getting ready before the races.  At first I was not sure what I was looking at.  They looked like really really big dogs.  And I thought to myself whether or not I could mount Yogi and take her for a ride. I guess I will have to try that out sooner or later.  Grandpa and Mommy taught be all about the odds and and what a trifecta is. Although I think I should have stuck around grandma for the betting as I believe she was the only one that won! I think I am the type of person that roots for the long shots.  I hinted to mommy to bet on a horse named “ThisisforELMO”.  Who cares that it was a 64 to 1 shot at placing.  Well.  It lost.  But it was fun watching.  Speaking of watching, mommy and daddy were on the look out for Jerry.  They told me they always saw him there whenever they went to the track.  But unfortunately we did not see him.  Maybe next time.

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Dalya picks her horse.

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Darn. This ticket is worthless.. Maybe I can eat it.

Even though I did not win. I am happy because of grandpa.

For weeks and weeks mommy has been nagging daddy to take some nice pictures and me and Yogi.  Every night before I went to bed I would play with Yogi on mommy and daddy’s bed.  I would laugh and giggle and feed Yogi treats.  And Mommy, Daddy , Yogi, and I were all enjoying this, mommy would say….”lets take some pictures.  You know Josh.  That is why I married you :-)”.   Finally with the threat of sleeping on the couch daddy grabbed his camera and set up a few little lights ( as Yogi is scared of the real lights daddy uses) and started to shoot.  Never mind that it was after midnight.  I was up anyways after having taken an extended nap earlier.  I was very into the shoot.  I love getting my picture taken.  Not so much with Yogi.  She was a good girl though.  But I could tell that she rather be sleeping.

"Hey Dalya. what are you doing with my treat."

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"You blinked"

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