Our Passover Seders are typically enjoyed at the home of one of Hubbyâ€™s Aunts and Uncles. They always do an incredible job, and are some of the few people we know who are equipped to handle 20+ people for dinner (and make it look pretty darn easy, even though I KNOW itâ€™s not). Last year, I have to admit, I was dreading the Passover Seder. Baby boy was almost 1, he was mobile, and I just KNEW he was going to be a handful. I was pleasantly surprised at pesach/">how well it all went.
Of course, that doesnâ€™t mean that I WASNâ€™T worried about this Passover… on the contrary. Baby boy is now almost 2, and all that goes along with that. His big brothers, while typically well-behaved, have a penchant for egging him on (mainly because heâ€™s so darn cute, but also because, well, theyâ€™re big brothers). Add to that the fact that I realized about half an hour before we needed to leave that I never procured a travel high chair. I had no way of
strapping him down ensuring he could sit safely at the table.
Again, my fears were *mostly* unfounded this year. As he climbed the front steps, Baby boy excitedly called out â€śAunt Su-san house! See. Aunt Su-San!â€ť (Try to read that in your best squeaky-toddler voice.) Baby boy was pretty good, if somewhat restless. He mostly sat in my lap, until he realized that Zayde was at the next table, and then heâ€™d sort of roam between Mommy, Daddy, and â€śZalieâ€™sâ€ť lap. He didnâ€™t eat much dinner (not that I expected otherwise; heâ€™s definitely in the â€śpickyâ€ť stage of toddler eating), though he did ask for more and more â€śapple-cinn-monâ€ť (charoses). He wore his kippah, (he kept calling it his â€śhehmetâ€ť because anything that goes on oneâ€™s head right now MUST be a baseball helmet) except for when he shared it with me or Daddy. (Even showing him that his big brothers were quietly and calmly wearing their â€śhehmetsâ€ť didnâ€™t persuade him to keep his on.)
There were a couple â€śextraâ€ť (i.e., not related to us) kiddos at this yearâ€™s Seder, which made the hunt for the Afikomen even more exciting! Bear found it this year, and after some pretty intense negotiations for its ransom, we had to have a little â€ślessonâ€ť with Bear about the ransomâ€™s fair division between his co-searchers. All the kids did GREAT on their reading (and considering the youngest reader is only in kindergarten, Iâ€™m SO, SO impressed), and they all (with the exception of Baby boy) behaved very well at the table. It was a late night, as usual, and maybe a little wilder than in years past, but Iâ€™d still say it was a very successful Seder. Maybe one year Hubs and I will be brave enough to have our own
family little Seder.