Passover is a holiday and festival. It commemorates the story of the Exodus, in which the ancient Israelites were freed from slavery in Egypt, and is one of my favorite holidays. My childhood memory of Passover, other than the actual Sedar with our entire family, is staying over at my grandmothers house and she would fix us Matzah with butter and sugar-hands down one of the best snacks EVER. Rachel and I would spend the night with her and fight over who got to sleep in bed next to her and would play with Barbie Dolls that my mom played with when she was a kid. In the mornings she would make us Matzah with butter and sugar and I cant help but think of her every single time I eat it. I introduced this snack to the boys this year and it was a hit. I have never heard Eli ask for a food more than Matzah, which says a lot because he barely eats, and usually doesn't eat the same thing twice (the kid is impossible to feed!).
Every year, we go to my Aunt Kathy's house with about 50 other family members and friends. We used to go to my grandmother, Maw's house until it just got too hard for her. We even have video of our Sedar from before we were born up until we were little bitty. Even though I generally like the holiday, dinner turns out to be quite stressful every year with little ones. Its not just dinner. Its mingling. And a service, that feels longer each year, finally followed by dinner served to each table.
The evening started off great....all the little cousins playing football in the yard, and running around.
When dinner finally started, it was getting close to bedtime. Eli got placed at the kids table for the first time this year, but was probably a year too young still, so Blaine ended up at the little kids table too, while I stayed with Owen at the grown-up table. To my surprise, Owen did great sitting there while we went through the service, entertaining the table with constant comments such as "Whats up Dude?, I'm tired. Where did Eli go???? Hi Daddy! (as he waved to him across about 15 people), grabbing the curtain behind him saying "Where is Owey? Here I am!!! He occasionally threw a piece of food because he realized it got laughs, and he has developed this hilarious fake laugh that he did for everyone more than enough times. He has really developed this funny and quite comical personality. He thinks he is funny and cracks himself up along with everyone else.
By the time dinner was being served, we were packing up to leave, it was almost 9pm, and we were losing the boys extremely quickly and thought it best to get out before it got bad! I don't think I have stayed through the whole dinner for the last three years.
But all in all, we had a great time.
The next morning we headed to our friends Barbara and DJ's house for their annual Easter Egg Hunt. The boys were really excited to go run around and hunt for eggs, and since they were the youngest ones there, they got out the door first and got a head start.
Here they are waiting for Barbara to open the door to let them out.
Then it was time for the pinata. Eli was pretty excited about it. This was his first time to hit a pinata and not only did I get the nervous feeling I got when I was a kid as my turn grew closer I was nervous about how he was feeling since he tends to get pretty shy in these situations. He watched very intently.
Next time.
We spent the rest of the weekend at my parents house hanging out together. Ethan came into town, and the boys are OBSESSED with him, so they were constantly entertained and exhausted at the end of each day when we headed home.
One morning we stopped off at Murchison to let the boys run around because Eli loves the track now, and I couldn't help but take a few bluebonnet pictures. It was an impromptu photo shoot, and its not a surprise that I really didn't end of with any great pictures, but we had fun running around on the hill and smelling flowers.
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