My sole duty this morning was to 
deliver bagels to Beth El synagogue, in Minneapolis suburb St. Louis Park.
That’s where son #1’s bar mitzvah will be next weekend (very fortuitous timing, in light of today’s 10″ of snow in the Twin Cities).
Traditionally, the upcoming “bar mitzvah family” provides the noshes for the bar/bat mitzvah training class the Sunday before.
The bar mitzvah boy?
Sound asleep at home (fully sanctioned, I might add — also part of the tradition).
