"Can we sleep in the sukkah?"
the son asks his mom. She worries that it will be cold and dark, and that it might rain. "But the stars will be my nightlight," the boy says, to which the mom smiles.
"Can we sleep in the sukkah?"
the son asks his mom. She worries that it will be cold and dark, and that it might rain. "But the stars will be my nightlight," the boy says, to which the mom smiles.
"Can we sleep in the sukkah?"
the son asks his mom. She worries that it will be cold and dark, and that it might rain. "But the stars will be my nightlight," the boy says, to which the mom smiles.