When I was a child, my parents and three other families, all of whom were part of a babysitting co-op, decided to celebrate Passover with a Seder supper each year. I have very specific memories of our Seder, despite the fact that we are not Jewish. In fact, I don't think it was until I was older that I realized that it isn't a Catholic celebration. My parents and the parents (all of whom are grandparents now) still celebrate this Seder supper, so this year I thought we might re-invite ourselves, so Lala could experience it.
In the end, we decided it might be better for Lala if we had a small one with just family, so she could be a more active participant. My parents. Grandma and Nonno, hosted and we included Grannie Annie, as well.
It was so special. It was beautiful and both kids participated, even Finnian hummed along with the blessings, even though he can't yet read them.
Together, Lala and I made this matzoh cover. She embroidered half and I finished it and sewed it. It says Shalom in Hebrew.
Lala made place cards, each with at least one of the 10 plagues on it. They were a little gross! That is my great grandmother's silver.
Helping wash Nonno's hands as part of the ceremony.
My mom's matzoh ball soup is a family favorite. It has been for years. One year, when all the kids (who are now grown and parents) were still in the mix, my mom had to make well over 100. For the last several, she's made gluten free for me. Yum!