Hanukkah, Hanukkah, festival of lights.
Hanukkah, Hanukkah, seven days, eight nights.
Hanukkah, Hanukkah, let the dreidel spin.
Hanukkah, Hanukkah, let's all join in!
(I'm pretty sure it's an old Hap Palmer tune. Love Hap Palmer, even if he neglected to mention the latkes!)
So tonight--the eighth night of Hanukkah--we lit eight candles (even if some were peppermint-striped and some shaped like Christmas trees).
And we fried our latkes--you have to love a holiday that involves fried foods!
Yep, served on our The Night Before Christmas plates.
We spun our dreidels while we ate. Long ago I made up little rhymes to help
- Shin (shin, shin, put one in).
- Nun (none in, none out).
- Hay (hay-af, half--one for the pot, one for me, one for the pot, one for me).
- And Gimel (gimel, gimel, gimme all).
Dedicated to learning good things,