Sunday Citar

To continue my recent theme of the Lion and the Lamb....

Lord who made the lion and the lamb,
You decreed I should be what I am.
Would it spoil some vast eternal plan?
If I were a wealthy man.

--Reb Tevye, Fiddler on the Roof

Backstory: Growing up every Sunday morning, my father would wake me up by playing records loudly, and Fiddler on the Roof was especially his favorite. We lived in a very small house (they still live in it actually), and any sound echoed through its small halls. Well after he'd successfully wake me up with the Yibby dibby dibbies I get up and head to the living room (2 steps out my bedroom door) and see my mother, father and grandmother already dancing in the living room. I'd come out and dance with my family until it were time for the women to cook and my father to work outside and for me to do whatever small children do... probably go from mother to father to grandmother annoying them as they try to work.