The girls and I went to a Purim Carnival today.
The last time I attended a Purim Carnival was as a child. My memory is of people throwing sponges at my uncle’s face. My memory may have made this up. I’m awaiting verification. (UPDATE: VERIFIED!)
Needless to say, this was Erma and Sigourney’s first encounter with the Jewish festival holiday. Their favorite things about the Purim Party:
- Playing games
- Eating yummy food with friends
- Shaking the groggers (noisemakers)
- Throwing darts at balloons
- Getting dressed up in costumes
- Seeing other kids dressed up
- Winning prizes
- Dancing (Sigourney)
- Running around (Sigourney)
We came home and I tried to find our groggers. These are noisemakers, and when you turn the crank, they make lots of noise. When you hear the name of the awful man Haman, you shake them like crazy. Yelling out some loud BOOs is also encouraged.
I couldn’t find our groggers. Erma was sad. She said, “Aw, I wish I could MAKE my own groggers.”
So we did.