I think I mentioned before that Israel doesn’t have Mother’s or Father’s Day. What we have instead is Family Day. Many people think it is a feminist and communist innovation. For us it’s the perfect day to celebrate our family. This year it happened to be on Sunday. We celebrate not only the parents and grandparents on this day, but our lovely children as well. The elementary school kids made crafts and the gan prepared a show (that we didn’t go to, because who puts a Family Day show at noon?) and I was woken up by phone calls from Amir and Sam. Then we had a lovely breakfast together, which included chocolate bars to take to work/school.
There were phonecalls to grandparents and a Skype session with great-grandma in Eilat and with Kirill. There were cupcakes with rainbow sprinkles. We watched “Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog” and Justin insisted on making dinner with the assistance of Shiri and Ezra… so our family day special dinner was grilled not-cheese sandwiches. It was a great day… and I thought I’d be writing a lot more about it, because it was an important day. But then I realized, Family Day was just a normal day with some glitter glue. You know why? Because we love being a family. We love doing silly things, and special meals can be PB&J sandwiches, if the kids want to make that and decide to take responsibility for feeding the whole family.
Celebrating family is a year round opportunity. But once a year… add the glitter glue.