When we were down in New York this week with Alastair's family, his mother (a.k.a. Jaycee) threw a lovely, abbreviated Passover seder for Elsa and Clio's benefit. It ran about fifteen minutes, total, which is about as long as the girls can manage sitting at a table these days, even when mass quantities of mac and cheese are present.
Highlights were hand-washing, the parts where they get to eat matzoh, the parts where they got to drink wine, the part where they got to stick their fingers in the wine and dab it on their plates (something they might have come up with on their own), and, in Elsa's case, haroset. The herbs dipped in salt water didn't go over so well, and we didn't even bother trying to get them to eat the horseradish. I think the finer points of the story were lost on them, but they enjoyed finding the matzoh. And eating it --- lots of it. They were also not slouches when it came to the wine. After the first couple of sips of that oh-so-fruity Manischewitz, they were calling for "More wine! More wine!" They would have downed Elijah's whole glass too, given the opportunity.
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