Злости не хватает.

Yesterday we borrowed my father-in-law's van and took our old sofa to a couple of friends in Tel-Aviv. We didn't need it any more and thought we'd give it to someone who can still make use of it. Everything went fine. We drove to Tel-Aviv, unloaded the sofa, carried it up to their flat, then sat together in a small cafe nearby, and returned back to Kfar Yona. We parked the van behind the parents' house, took our own car and drove home. In the morning the van was nowhere to be found. It was stolen.

Update: The van wasn't insured against theft.

Shrek and desist!

Last saturday we took Yahel to the movies for the first time in his life. It was Shrek 2, the Hebrew version. I must say that he was very brave all through the movie (although it must have been quite long for a kid his age). Only towards the end, when he was more interested in his popcorn than in the big screen, did he break: "!אבא! תעשה סטופ" ( eng )

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Скажи пажалюста, шьто они пищют?