My Brit Milah

Today was my Brit Milah (בְּרִית מִילָה [bə'rīt mī'lā] literally: "covenant of circumcision"), the day in which I fulfilled 3000 years of history by participating in a Jewish tradition honoring Gods Covenant with Abraham.

My parents, nervous and tired, got dressed as aunts Ellen and Kathy, Nancy and Susan and the Outlaws (their husbands) got the food and house ready for my big day.

Grandma and Papa brought the gauze, neosporin and wine and help to get me and my parents ready.

Mom and Dad walked in with me wrapped up in a blanket and then mom put me on a pillow. A strange man who I later found out was a Rabbi, and not only that but a Mohel (and the best in town, you should see his work) pulled down my diapers and put some numbing cream down below. Papa gently held my legs and stood next to my dad who was crying a bit, and then I don't know what happened...but I do know I cried a some too. The Mohel put some wine in my mouth on his little finger and then I heard dad say, "I thought that was for me!" They sang Mazel Tov, handed me to mom and then I passed out.

Thanks for coming to my official naming ceremony everyone!

Shalom!

Zion