Page Two Hundred Eighty-Six.
You may remember a blog from about a month ago in which I wrote about babysitting a 12 year old boy, unexpectedly, overnight. I ended that blog by saying that I barely made the final cut for his older brother's Bar Mitzvah a couple of years ago because their father and step-mom had no clue how fond their boys were of me. (I'm typically employed by mom.) I was however hopeful that this summer's emergency situation would educate dad and step-mom appropriately so as to invite me to the younger one's upcoming Bar Mitzvah with greater awareness. They did.
The shindig will be in 6 weeks and looks like it will be plenty fancy. I should start saving up calories now.
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