Being a stay-at-home mother, I spend a great deal of my time around toys--stuffed monkeys, loud quacking ducks, sweet bongo drums--dream job, right? Well, It turns out, all toys are not created equally for your child's entertainment; some toys are made with the sole purpose of mystifying and confusing parents. I'm talking, of course, about the category of "ambiguous toys". Take caterpillar/butterfly/bug/fairy for instance or ladybug/elephant/frog. It's like the toy companies decided to spice up those poor, bored parents' lives and keep them guessing as to what toy their child is actually playing with. Am I actually staring at a pink elephant/rhino/monkey or do I just need to get another cup of coffee? Enter: Jewish Kitty and our ode to him courtesy of yours truly and my equally confused husband.
3,000 years of beautiful tradition from Moses to Sandy Koufax can't be wrong. Once a devout Rabbi, now a gender confused axe man--Jewish Kitty--you not only know how to define the word ambiguous but you can rock like Chuck Berry.
Thank you, Grand Jeanne for bringing this frisky feline into our lives. Audrey's new best friend has not only brought hours of entertainment for Dragon and adults alike, but has also introduced the phrase "Shalom-meow" into our collective vocabulary. And for this we are eternally grateful.
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Oh my gosh, I'm still laughing. At first I didn't get it until Josie noticed the gray tendrils. She also thought Jewish Kitty somehow resembled Mel Brooks. What do you think? I'm lovin the drumin gal. What a wonderful laugh we had.
Mom is becoming more and more like Grandma Pfaff everyday...
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