Emma's Bat Mitzvah "weekend" started last night with dinner at Nana and Papa Sy's. It was interesting because Nana and Emma's other grandparents talked a lot about how great it is to have lived to see their granddaughter bat mitzvah'ed. I kinda thought that was a given, and then thought about Grandma Phyllis and how she didn't live to see Hannah and now Jack become B'nai Mitzvah. At least she didn't live to see you die.
I am the official photographer as requested by Uncle Andrew. Here are some shots from last night. After looking at these I remembered that I wanted to buy a new flash and a wide angle lens for just this occasion. Oops.
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