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Passover Seder Caters to Child’s Curiosity

You know how little kids ask their parents “why” all the time? Everything is a question. Why is the sky blue? Why do I sleep with my eyes closed? Why is applesauce mushy? Why is your name mommy? When we give them an answer, they usually follow up with another “why” all over again. This unending conversation can drive a parent crazy.

In Judaism, the curious child in all of us keeps our religion alive. This lesson is never more clear than at Passover, also known as “The Festival of Spring” or “The Season of Our Freedom” or “The Festival of Unleavened Bread,” or Pesach for short. Continue reading

Lice Liven Up Seder, But Traumatize Household

When it comes to the 10 plagues in the Passover story, I would rather suffer in real life through a hailstorm (I’ve got insurance) and darkness (I’ll carry a flashlight) than go through the anguish of lice again. These pesky little insects are a parent’s worst nightmare. Just ask me. I lived through lice three years ago when my daughter and several of her unlucky classmates that I know of got the itch to scratch while they were still in preschool.

I remember the day that lice turned my happy home upside down. Continue reading

Passover Brings Out the Child in All of Us

Passover is one of the most memorable holidays of the Jewish calendar and not just because we eat matza for seven days straight. Growing up, everyone has different memories of the seder, depending on how many hours it takes to retell the story of how our courageous ancestor Israelites journeyed from slavery to freedom. What I remember most about my childhood seders is everyone being together, and that our rituals seemed long enough for the wilted parsley to look appetizing. The grownups read prayers, while my older brother Steve and I tried to keep our hands to ourselves. The only thing that kept my bobbing head from landing on Grandma Ida’s Lenox china was the anticipation of finding the hidden piece of matzah wrapped in a linen napkin. If I was lucky, I might win one of Grandpa Harry’s shiny silver dollars.

While Passover is rich in tradition, from the Haggadah to the farfel koogle, the experiences and lessons learned are brand new each year. Continue reading