This year was an ideal Pesach for Chol-Homoed-trip-lovers around the world.
I had the greatest idea for a trip; let’s go to Facebook land.
It’s a one stop shop for all trips; we could see museums, amusement parks, roller coasters; go hiking, fishing, boating. .. you name it, all free of charge, with smiling adults and kids and never any fighting.
I would have stayed on my Facebook field trip all day, but my idea was vetoed by the higher powers, namely my children. Off we went to the Aerospace Museum, bags packed with appealing snacks of macaroons, lady fingers, apples, pears and water.
First things first upon arrival, we snapped the signature Chol Hamoed Trip Facebook Picture.
Then it was back to business.
“It’s so boring.”
“Let’s stay longer.”
“When are we leaving?”
“We didn’t come here to eat! We paid admission, go check out the cool stuff!”
“Where are we going tomorrow?”
“Let’s come back here tomorrow!”
“This place is so dumb, no way!”
“That’s my apple, I called it first!”
“When’s snack time?”
“I need the bathroom!”
“Is it time to leave yet?”
I sneak out my phone to peek at my Chol Hamoed Trip Facebook Picture, just to make sure we were still having a good time. Yup, we were all still smiling. No need to update the status, not everything has to be public knowledge.
Exhausted after a long day, we head back to the car.
“It’s my turn to sit near the baby!”
“No, you sat there on the way here!”
“No, I didn’t. That was yesterday!”
“He’s in my seat!”
Someone flips over the back row of the van…the way boys do, making sure their feet kick someone in the head.
“Ow! He kicked me!”
“It was by accident!”
“No it wasn’t! You did it on purpose!”
I sneak another peek at my phone. Yup, still all smiling. We are still having fun. Can’t wait for tomorrow’s trip.