"Mommy! We made Dreidels today at school!" R. exclaimed.
"You did? Can I see it?" I asked.
She skipped over to the couch where she had thrown her backpack upon arriving home from school.
Smiling, obviously proud of her work, she skipped back to me. She was holding a card stock cutout in the shape of a Dreidel.
She turned her art toward me and said, "And Mommy, I even colored it red and green for Christmas!!"
Me thinks something was lost in translation.