It's my one year birthday today! I need to get cleaned up for the occasion.

Also I should play with an apple peel a bit, so I have enough vitamins for the day. It is very appealing.

Meanwhile, I heard that a bird nest just disappeared. Has anybody seen it?

What?! its on my head?!





Daniel made panckaes, just like last year this day. I remember.

I've been holiday shopping day and night.

Say cheese!


...and then eat it.

From airplane pilot to street sweeper.

Dad said I shouldn't play with the camera anymore cause I'd ruin it. I don't know what he's talking about.

Dad is in his mix-and-match period with clothes. I hope he gets over it soon.


How did sand get on my hand?

Just me and my gal (OK, one of them. I love you too mom. And you too grammy Malka. And you too aunt Ayelet. And you too aunt Gabi. And you too aunt Michelle, though just through e-mail. And you too Buba, though just from Daddy's stories).

Now, piloting an airplane is a job for professionals.


Here, let me show you the mechanics of this thing.

I was unfolding the laundry the other day.


Three cheers for silly hats! (I'm clapping here, mind you.)


Here daddy, have a carrot. They're good for you.

mmm... what's in the jar?

My hand is in the jar!

You see why I don't like wearing a hat?


oh! no! you took a picture of me with my hair like this?

I can totally relate to Eve.

I've been moonlighting recently, as a pilot for NASA. My day-care tuition is astronomical.


It ain't easy... A lot of responsibility. Thankfully I have good back-up.


A lot of multi-tasking.


But sometimes me and the guys like to have a good laugh (you can't see the guys, they're on the radio).

And the Good Book says...

Thirsty... must.... drink...


Me and mom on our evening commute.

I don't understand why mom didn't pursue a career as a hair-dresser. Look what a great job she did on me! (straight lines are passé).

Look! I got a new bathtub! 

A street car named Desire. Next stop: bedtime.

Do I look like a nerd with this hairdo?