He then tried to eat the fire but as a mean mamma, I did not allow this. Poor boy.
And would it be a proper Chanukah without dreidel? (if you watch closely, you'll see that Benjamin and I have matching blue nails...similar to those holiday pictures with everyone in matching sweaters)
We enjoyed a traditional holiday meal, as well:
Because nothing says Chanukah like potato asparagus soup, obviously. This weekend there may be latkes, if Benjamin and I can get our paws on some potatoes...
Happy Chanukah, everyone!