Friday, March 22, 2013

I hope I get lice! ?

I was in the grocery store today, and a Passover display caught my eye.  I stopped to look at the seder plates and different food items they had there. Then, I noticed a few things marked for entertaining children. I won't go so far as to call them toys.

If this had not been $11 someone would have found it in their stocking this year, probably my brother. I have to hand it to them, at least they are trying to make the real meaning of Passover fun... interesting... um, on a child's level? What do we have at Easter? Chocolate bunnies. That has absolutely nothing to do with resurrection. Then I saw this.

"But Mom, Sarah got to be locust last year. I want to be the locus. Why am I always the first born? I don't like playing dead. Can I just be boils?"
Who thought of this? A better question might be why do I want to go back and buy it? It gets funnier the more I look at it.
This leads well into a funny conversation I had with JD the other day. He noticed an advertisement for The Bible miniseries. He asked if I had been watching it. I told him no. I haven't taken the time to research who made it, what their take on things is, etc. Then he says, "They probably added a bunch of violence to keep people interested." I laughed, and explained that they's be hard pressed to get half of the violence in the Bible past censors. I don't often think about it, but the Bible is an incredibly violent book. Plagues, wars, deaths, beheadings  and lets not forget crucifixion. It is not for the weak of heart. I don't think JD had ever stopped to think about it that way.
Passover starts next Monday. We will be taking time out as a family to go over the history behind Passover and remind the kids and ourselves of the violence we all escaped thanks to the blood of Christ.

1 comment:

Cryptoknight said...

Hey, I heard my name mentioned on the internet (or at least the title of Lynn's brother)I've actually run across this little package of misguided educational tools before. A few years ago I was dating a children's Sunday School teacher. I'll give you a minute to stop laughing. OK, stop laughing or I'll provide sobering details on what she liked to do outside of church that will keep you from looking at Sunday School teachers (or me) the same way again ever. Anyway we had a very detailed discussion on how she seriously attempted to use these to teach children of various ages, and I could probably write a PhD thesis on the levels of cognitive dissonance and rationalization she has attained over this. And if you include the outside of church stuff, she should probably be writing White House press releases instead of teaching kids. Someday I'll send you an streamlined account of our conversation on just the plague masks. In the meantime I'll put out there that if you give me a set of these for the Spring Equinox, or the Winter Solstice (or the Christianized version of these holidays) I will make a matching contribution in your name to the Pastafarians :P