I decided to open a bottle of white wine for #Passover2020 . It wasn’t at the right temp, so I dropped 2 whiskey rocks in it. It was a #ZoomPassover, so it was a heavy pour and needed it. 1 min later, I look down at the set, which contains 4 rocks; however, only 1 is untouched.

I ask my wife if she used one...no. I look around; apparently, one goes missing. I start hearing a yelp (wife), mixed with a laugh (7 y/o), a squeal of awe and panic (4 y/o), combined with a nervous laugh. Motherfucker pre-K “oh he’s so cute” son

Decided to dangle it from his mouth b/c he thought it was an @icecube (nahhh, just playing, ours aren’t cubed- they look like this...)

All the sudden, my wife starts pulling the rock from my son’s tongue...I start screaming and shouting for them to stop (I can have a scary loud voice b/c im not a normal yeller). I grab some hot water from the sink...

Luckily, bro had some #matzah crumbs in his mouth (trust me, they were all over the frozen whiskey stone). That chewed-up unleavened bread saved his ass, and my wife didn’t have to tell a 1st hand tale of #AChristmasStory subbed in w/ a modern day #Passover twist.

#HappyPassover - this story signifies strength, commitment, humor, perseverance, humility, and idiocy...the way most family traditions start and finish