I am going to expose Joshua and Samantha to a lot of things for them to learn about different cultures. However, being Jewish, I am not going to stand in line at the mall so that Joshua and Samantha can sit on Santa or the Easter Bunny's lap.
In my community, they have a lot of different events throughout the year. One Sunday close to Easter time, they had a comedy show geared towards 2 - 6 year olds and then an Easter Egg Hunt afterwards. Me and my Jewish friend went to the show with our two year olds and then went outside for the Easter Egg Hunt. (We weren't going to participate, but then we thought, "why not?) All the other kids had beautiful Easter baskets in all different shapes and sizes. (There was even one for a little boy that was shaped as a football. Wow. People do get creative). What did Joshua and his little friend Camille have? Nothing! The two Jews came to the Easer Egg Hunt with nothing. Some people who didn't have the lavish baskets brought bags. Nope, didn't even have a shopping bag for Josh.
The Easter Egg hunt starts and Josh walks over to an egg and picks it up. 1 egg. All the other kids are picking up tons of eggs and putting them in their basket, and Joshua grabs one egg, stares at it, and opens it. Yay, a hershey kiss for Mommy! The funny thing about it is when I get the Monthly King Farm Chronicle (our monthly neighborhood newspaper) a few weeks later. There on page 12 along with the article about the event is a picture of Joshua holding his one egg.
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