Hanukkah was a big deal when the boys were young. We’d decorate the house with streamers and banners and other hanging Hanukkah icons, I’d make special meals that always included potato Latkes (pancakes), we’d give the boys a gift each night, and of course we’d always light the candles – adding one more each of the eight nights until the Menorah had all the candles burning on the last night.
Early on Paul became our candle lighter. Once he was old enough he loved to strike the matches. After the candles were lit it was time for gift giving, playing the Dreidel (spinning top) gambling game, and eating foil-wrapped chocolate Hanukkah Gelt (money).
All great memories – especially of Paul.
Paul's on my lap
All on his own
That's Granny on the left
By the way, tonight's the first night of Hanukkah.