Gone are the days when we all go to a Lag BaOmer bonfire together......
Y went off on her own, with her youth group. (To my surprise, I was actually relieved!)
Both MD & A chose to go to bonfires with their respective classmates (rather than with their youth groups). Lucky for me, both classes arranged to meet at the Hurshat HaYareach (Moon Park).
I had no idea that the Hursha was so large and had so many different sections!
We found A's class first (after half an hour of wandering around in the wrong section!). I dropped her off and promised to return.
Then we found MD's class (in a totally different section, with a different entrance!). I stayed a short while, but there were enough parents there (MD had made it clear that he prefers to be without his parents). As I was leaving, BR invited MD to sleep over. Actually, BR's father asked if MD was sleeping over. Of course, MD was excited to go to his friend's home. (two down, one to go!)
I spent the rest of the evening with A's class. It was very nice, and we all had a good time. I almost left with no children, since A's friend also invited her to sleep over, but the logistics did not work out. When we left, at 10:30, we were not the last family to leave.
At that point, we made a rather speedy exit because A burnt her fingers on a rock. On our way out of the park, we got some ice from a nice family. A thought of pouring the ice water in a cup, and I ran back to get her one. The ice water soothed her fingers, but the pain didn't really go away until the next day.
But A did not want to go home. We had planned on going to my sister's and that is what we did. We had a lot of fun! When A finally did ask to go home, I was surprised to see that it was already 1:30 in the morning! I am not sure which one of us fell asleep first!
At 4:00 in the morning, the phone rang and woke me up. Y was locked out!
When Moshe came home from work, sometime after 2:00, he had bolted the door. After all, wouldn't any normal parent assume their young children were all home by then??
Please daven (or send happy, healing thoughts) for RivkA bat Teirtzel.
With love and optimism,