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“Oh Mama, look!”
The woman raised eyes from the screen to follow her daughter’s arm. “Kitsch to the max,” she wrinkled a lip at the stall.
“But Mama!” The child checked her tone before it thinned into a whine. She loved the shoes! She would need finesse. “I mean,” she shaped a grin, “for Purim?”
Her mother shook her head. “What are going to dress as, Queen of Tchotchkes?”
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Na'ama Yehuda 
Haha! I like the checking her tone before it turned into a whine. Whines just don’t work 😉
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Yep, they are like the ‘off’ button for parents, effectively closing the door on the request being granted (or, IMO, should close the door … Whining should be reserved to illness only, when it is, actually, not so much whining as it is whimpering or misery, and requiring a compassionate response in the form of cuddles, medicine, distraction, and medical attention …).
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Whining – of any type – is never the way to go. Ever. 😉
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Yeah, why I call the miserable vocalizations of sick children a different term … Whining is just … well, whining. 😉
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Ugh. Don’t remind me of those days
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Sure thing … (just said it because the little one of a friend of mine is a wet noodle today … and I just returned from picking up the prescription for her from the drugstore because they don’t deliver on Sat afternoon).
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Sheesh…
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😀
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Spoilsport Mum! 🙂
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Yeah, sounds like it, eh? 😉
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Na’ama Y’karah,
I love it that the word “tchotchkes” found its way into both of our stories. We’re having a Purim carnival tomorrow. I’ll send you a picture of my costume. 😉 Cute story.
Shalom and Purim Sameach a little belated,
Rochelle
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🙂 Yep. Ain’t that funny how kitsch and tchochkes are close cousins in some people’s approximations? 😀
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I actually want those shoes! 🤩
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I know, right?!
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I must admit, I wouldn’t mind the pair with the music on them! Not sure what that makes me!
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It makes you fun! 🙂
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Nice one. Brought a big smile this morning 🙂
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Big smile is good! 🙂
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🙂
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