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Eitan Jeremy, Kinahara

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Kinahara is a good Yiddish word, spoken to avert the Evil Eye. The Evil Eye is that bad luck that targets you just because something good has happened, the engine block that cracks two days after the warranty expires, the hammer that pounds the nail that's sticking out.

Whenever I think about my grandbaby, I want to chant kinahara kinahara kinahara and spit and send the Evil Eye far far away from him.

He is just so intelligent and good-natured, kinahara. I can see his mind develop day by day, and he blows me away. My own children were fast-bloomers, but not like this little boy. Kinahara.

Yesterday I took care of him in the afternoon while his Mommy was at work. I let him watch his favorite TV show, Yo Gabba Gabba, while I attempted to cut his nails. (No go -- he cooperated, but my eyesight wasn't up to it.) On the show, one character is scared to get in the little train because he's afraid it will go too fast.

"Fasssst", Eitan repeated. Yes, I said, the train might go fast. "Carrr fassst?", Eitan asked me. Yes! Trains go fast, and cars go fast, I told him. Eitan nodded emphatically, and told me "Car fast highway. Mommy fasssst, Mommy car FAST highway."

I laughed out loud. Just 20 months old, and he's already tattling on his Mommy! Heh heh heh.

Kinahara.

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curiouswombat
Mar. 20th, 2010 07:54 pm (UTC)
Kinahara - what a good word.

And what a honey Eitan sounds.
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