In which Erika describes bits of our lives for those who care.

Friday, March 16, 2012

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

We've Sprung!

Today was Spring in West Michigan. We were in the 70s, and everyone was happy, and windows were open, and you could hear laughter ringing from playground to playground across the burbs. I'm going to not check the weather forecast and just assume it'll be like this till June, when it tops out at 75, unless we've planned a trip to the beach and we'd like it just a touch warmer for swimming.

Seventy degrees...and only 2 more full months of school. Pray for Dave as the kids start to get that Spring Break itch.

In other news:

Rolland's cute moment this week: I told him we were going to have his "best friend" over for a playdate, and when I mentioned that this friend's little sister was coming, too, Rolland said, "Oh good. She's my best-friend-in-law."

And Miss Opal is officially walking while holding fingers. She used to plant her feet and bow her belly forward till we gave up and let her drop to her knees, but now she really seems to catch the thrill of being vertical. I'm not expecting her to make any great strides (he he) before Friday, but it's a step in the right direction (he he).

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Purim Sameach!

I know this would've been a little more timely last night, but I didn't think of it until this afternoon.

Nonetheless, this evening begins Purim, the Jewish holiday that celebrates the story of Esther. Jews often dress up for it (in costumes, not ball gowns), and one of the things they do to celebrate is read (or act out) the story of Esther and cheer and boo raucously at the mention of Mordechai and Hamon. They make noisemakers (we shook a tupperware filled with popcorn kernels), and write Hamon's name on the bottom of their shoes with chalk and stomp to blot out his name.

I found a kid-friendly version of the story that leaves out the bits about genocide and the questionable beauty pageant, though we still managed to make Rolland cry with our first unexpected outburst against Hamon. Oops.

Another fun tradition is Hamentashen, cookies filled with your choice of delicious centers. (I haven't made this exact recipe, but with 2 sticks of butter, what can go wrong?)

Purim goes till tomorrow night (plus one extra day in walled cities--I'm not sure how many of you that applies to), so you can still celebrate God's saving His people (yet again) so that Jesus could be born through them to save the world!

Purim Sameach!