Some Things are Too Special to Miss

Usually my kids are the early to bed type (take after their mother LOL). They did stay up for Seder this year, but other than that we miss a lot of night stuff. They don't nap (can't fall asleep) and just get crotchety after 7:00 or so.

Tonight is Lag B'Omer, night of the bonfires and BBQs. I figured we would do it next year. Dh has a wedding to go to, and no way the baby will be able to stay up and be halfway pleasant. So I went about our normal evening routine.

About 20 minutes after the girls were in bed, I hear music. I had forgotten about the Hachnest Sefer Torah in the new Shul across the street. The girls heard the music too, so I showed them from their window and put them back in bed. I couldn't relax though, I found myself drawn outside. I was standing on my balcony to watch, but I wanted more. In the spur of the moment, I got everyone out of bed and we went across the street. It was a real party going on, and I just didn't feel right sitting on the sidelines. The girls heard the music, danced a bit, saw the Sefer Torah being brought in, danced some more, and we went on back home. It was a special time. One of those special times you can't plan ahead for, but you just have to grab when the moment strikes.

So they are talking now. They are going over with each other what they saw, the music they heard, and chatting excitedly like little teenagers instead of preschoolers. They are growing up too fast, and I'm loving every minute of it.