"This young man’s a bit of a handful, as you can see. I’ll have to find some stuff he can do here without causing chaos"

The Morris household was buzzing. Bracha and Naftali, and their little boy, Chananya, were coming for Pesach. Chananya was the greatest genius the world had ever seen… at least his parents thought so.

Moishy got out some of the books he enjoyed when he was a kid. After all, a world genius would surely like books. Even if the genius was only one-and-a-half years old!

Miriam dug out her old blocks. Then she had another thought. Should she let Chananya borrow one of her teddies? On the one hand, the teddies were all so dear to her. She didn’t really want to part with any of them. On the other hand, Chananya was a Very Important Guest. He deserved the very best! Miriam bravely picked out a teddy called Ted, who wore a snazzy ribbon round his neck. She placed him gently in the crib where Chananya would sleep.

The guests would arrive that evening. After supper, a car pulled up outside the Morrises’ house. There was the sound of doors slamming.

Moishy looked out the window.

“They’re here!” he shouted.

Leah flung the front door open. There were hugs and handshakes as the Morrises welcomed their guests. But Chananya was fast asleep.

“I wish he was awake,” sighed Moishy.

“Me too,” echoed Miriam.

“Well, things are a lot calmer when he’s asleep,” said Bracha. “He’s become a real handful lately.”