I have to say that last nights Seder may have been the best one ever. We did a Personal Haggadah that I wrote, we laughed until some of us cried, we were serious, we were personal, it was what a Seder is meant to be. And the food. The motzah balls
floated. So good were they, that I wouldn't let the person who made them ,bring home the few that were left.I think she brought 35 of them. We counted. The wine and grape juice flowed.Even Noodle Who was very confused by the furniture being moved and his favorite
hiding spot being taken away and used as a table addition,was good.He was too intimidated to beg. It was a good night.