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Sofia appreciates what we are calling the holiday or, truthfully, gives in to my whim and fancy.

Yes, I dress her up for my amusement. I can already see the eye rolling when, as a teen, goes through her baby photos. It's a rite of passage -- balking at how your parents clothed you when you were too young to express preference. Then later you reconsider as the styles become acceptable again or you get hit with a big blast of nostalgia.

It just occurred to me that this week I introduced carrots (blended) into sofia's diet. We also fed her some matzoh too in case you people think it is all about the pagan ritual. As my sister once said, "we do what's fun." So if the holiday has to do with repenting, we skip it. But if celebration and revelry is at its heart, then by all means.

So I called the sketch artist, hoping it was a kid -- you know, a modern-day version of the lemonade stand -- but instead it was a kind of nervous and blue sounding women named Rosie.

Now the humor and charm of the poster has taken a slight downturn. Not sure if I should call back and have a sketch done, or if I should just let it go. On the one hand, I could end up with a great (or wonderfully kooky) sketch. But the emotional cost might be more than the advertised $10 dollars.

I'm the kind of person that delights in the quirky but also feels bummed out at an empty restaurant even if I know the food is horrible. Unless I am certain the owners are awful people, I immediately have a sinking feeling thinking about them pouring their hopes and dreams into the restaurant and waiting, waiting, waiting for people to show. But I don't feel so bad, it seems, to patronize the restaurant. Nice & helpful, huh?

So in this case do I call and help her with the entrepreneurship, or just imagine her world and project feelings that may or may not be true? Is it like watching a person attempt to flag down the bus you are on and not alerting the driver?

Of course Rosie might be perfectly happy drawing ANYTHING in her spare time and would call me an idiot for even giving it this much thought.

Do you want a drawing or not, honey?