When each of my kids was born, our accountant sent a piggy bank for them. Since then, the accumulation of various piggy banks has grown: glittery ones from pottery painting; tin ones from someone’s…trip abroad; and paper mache ones made at camp. My children filled them all with pennies and nickels and quarters that people gave them or they found on the street without a thought about what those coins might be used for. As math became more interesting, my son dumped his coins all out one day… >> Read More
The shortest seder I ever attended took place in a hospital room. It was also the most meaningful of any seder, and the most memorable.
In 2014, my younger daughter spent a week in the hospital…for cardiac surgery. Smack dab in the middle of her stay were the first two nights of Passover. My mind was miles from the thought of preparing my home for the holiday. I wasn’t sure that I would make it to any seder at all, and certainly I wouldn’t be hosting our family’s usual celebration… >> Read More
On Passover at my house, hours after the four questions have been asked and answered, there is a fifth question. “What night can we have matzah pizza?”
Our family is Reform, and we are not…kosher. But the kids attend religious school and they do want to keep Passover in some way. They want to be somewhat observant of the holiday and to feel connected to their Jewish heritage. For my kids, matzah pizza is a light at the end of the dark, bread-free tunnel. Eight days without their normal… >> Read More
My friend Danielle Feinberg is one of the most creative people I know, and she always knows how to do something fun (and delicious) at every holiday.
This year in preparation for the seders she…asked me, “What should I bring to your house?” Thinking I was doing her a favor by assigning something “easy,” I told her to bring cut-up veggies for the kids’ table. She responded, “Um no. OK, I will make a candy and chocolate covered matzah house.” When she arrived with her masterpiece, the kids could… >> Read More
My third grader began reading the Harry Potter series a few weeks ago. Unlike those who read it on the first go-around, she isn’t waiting a year between books, but flying through at a feverish…pace, finishing up the last page of the previous tome even as she’s reaching for the next one. Her teachers think she’s reading above her level, and have contacted me about having her read more appropriate books. I told my daughter she is to read what the teachers tell her at school—but she is free… >> Read More