Passover (II)

Tonight's festivities were too whirlwind for pictures, sadly, but very experiential. We were again in the tent, and the task of the night was to tell the story of the exodus from Egypt. When we got to the part about having to leave quickly, we talked about what that would be like -- as in, what would we pack? I had suitcases at the ready: the boys hurriedly threw toys into them and ran around the playroom with their roller bags. Jordan was quite fierce as Moses, shouting, "Let my people go!" Then he led the way through the Reed Sea, which was simulated by two blue sheets wiggled energetically by Dale and me. There they were, escaping from Egypt with their roller bags. At last we were free to have dinner.