Last week we had two passover seders and three (yes, three) separate Easter egg hunts. Annabel threw herself into it with a passion. I think it's safe to say that Annabel just naturally appreciates the fun of dressing up and going to parties. She enjoyed both celebrations, but I must say that Easter has the edge with Annabel. As fun as the ten plagues are, they really pale in comparison to the idea of finding eggs full of candy hidden by a mysterious giant bunny. (although I am proud to report that Annabel was singing Dayenu in the backseat of the car on the way home from one of the passover seders).
Of course this is the same person who told me last year that she wanted to be an Egg Hunter when she grows up. This year she was very focused during the egg hunts. I watched her reaching for an egg that was just outside of her grasp in the low branches of a tree. Other kids were there going for it as well. She ran around to the other side of the tree and on her very tiptoes managed to just reach it with her fingertips which rolled it off the tree and into her basket. She was so proud, she mentioned it several times later in the day.
"Daddy, remember the yellow egg in the tree? I tried hard and I got it!"
