Passover Dinner was a success!

Charlotte repeatedly hugged me and thanked me for making it.  How awesome did that make me feel?  Well, COMPLETELY awesome.  Especially because I had been a bit frustrated trying to get it together.  I ran by the grocery store before I picked up the kids from school to get everything for the dinner.  I didn't want to buy the racks of lamb or the legs of lamb, so I settled on ground lamb to make koobideh style (Persian kebab), but when I got ready to start it, I saw that it was expired.  So, I had to drive back up to the store to exchange it.  Except all the ground lamb was expired.  And I still didn't want the racks or the legs.  I had the butcher cut me some loin chops.  Fine, except they take WAY longer to cook than ground.  An hour and 40 minutes of braising to be exact.  So the fact that the kids liked it made me so happy and relieved.

I also made unleavened bread.  The kids ate it spread with goat cheese and honey.  They are so strange - they eat this, but throw fits about lasagna or soup.  Argh.

Eating in the living room by candlelight was fun, too.  Everyone was very careful not to spill even though it was just an old blanket spread over the concrete floor.  Where's the risk in that?  Charlotte was concerned about the candles, but they are the kind in the jars, so I told her there was no concern about knocking them over.

With her anxiety settled, we discussed Jesus' last supper, read the scriptures about it, showed some pictures, and talked about instituting the sacrament in place of animal sacrifice.

I need to get together what I'm going to say about the Atonement and crucifixion tonight.  I need to run to the store.  I need to clean the kitchen.  Mostly, I just want to take a nap with Gabe, though.

IN OTHER NEWS:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIZZIE!  It is Liz's 33rd birthday (how seasonally appropriate), and I just want to say I LOVE YOU!  I wish I could hang out with you all day.  Sorry, this is the only childhood picture I have of you on hand.  You got your hands on your crotch and your bowtie is whack, but you are still adorable.