The next game, in the never-ending quest to keep the younger kids entertained at the seder, is modeled after Pin the Tail on the Donkey - except today it will be called Pin the Marror on the Seder Plate. Catchy title, no?
Aside from the thinking I had to do to get this done, the actual work time was pretty quick, maybe thirty minutes.
What You Will Need:
stickers (any kind)
First things first, you will need to draw the biggest circle that you can on the oaktag. This is much harder than I thought and probably took more time than anything else. I could have drawn it freehand but I wasn't looking for an egg-shaped seder plate. Looking around the house, I didn't see anything remotely large enough or round enough to trace, but I did vaguely remember that we used to use a protractor (?) a compass (?) to make circles in fifth grade, not that that would help because those things only made small circles. But I was impressed that I remembered that it was called one of those two words. Go me.
Josh suggested I tie a string to a pencil and hold the string in the center of the oaktag and move the pencil around in a circle, thereby drawing a circle. Brilliant, that math guy. I, on the other hand, didn't quite listen. I mean I did, but I didn't have a pencil, I had a marker and about halfway around my hand slipped. Ultimately, I had a circle, it's just not the best circle I have seen. And that's okay. I am comfortable with my circle.
Moving right along, I drew (traced the bottom of a ribbon spool) six smaller circles inside the larger one - these are the little plates that hold all the goodies that live on the seder plate. And what are these goodies? In no particular order and some may vary from seder plate to seder plate, they are the beitza (egg), the marror (bitter herbs), zeroah (shankbone), charoset (nut and wine mixture), chazeret (leafy greens) and the karpas (potato, parsley or some other food that grows from the ground).
Draw pictures of these foods to the best of your ability (and you will see from the pictures that mine were kind of pathetic looking - but to be fair, the clock was inching towards 11pm when I was doing this project). Then I spent some time writing the title of the game around the seder plate. Then I checked my work and saw my mistake - well, two mistakes.
Mistake #1: The game is called Pin the Marror on the Seder Plate. In light of that information, I probably should not have drawn any picture on the marror section of the seder plate. Which brings me to mistake #2.
Mistake #2: The picture of the marror looks exactly like the picture of the chazeret. Hmmm. Good thing I was going to get rid of the marror picture. But I needed white out and when I asked Josh if he had any, he answered, "here or in school?" Not very helpful. But then he did get helpful because he said he thought he saw some in the pen bag.
Yeah, the pen bag. Doesn't everyone have one of those? A random bag of pens that may or may not work that sits around in the kitchen closet where all your tax information that should have been filed away four years ago hangs out? No? Huh. Well, we do. And what he said exactly, when asked if he knew where the pen bag was, is this: "In the satellite office". Doesn't everyone have a satellite office? No, I'm kidding. I am quite sure that we are the only ones with a satellite office right off the kitchen. You see, when we moved into this house, we started calling one of the rooms in the attic, "the office". Of course, after a while, we realized what a huge pain it was to go up to that office to get something, anything, for example, the pen bag. And so when the bi-fold doors on the closet next to the kitchen fell off their roller thing for the final time, we decided to make that small space into an office - to paint it, make a shelf into a desk, plug in the laptop, maybe get a cup for the pens in the bag - but apparently that was all too much for us, because since that time, we have neither painted the closet nor gotten a cup and the laptop is no longer with us. So yeah, we call the closet where the garbage can lives under a shelf that we made (see, we started on the office, we made a shelf) the Satellite Office. And that, my friends, is where the pen bag lives.
Looking through the pen bag always raises my anxiety level, if for no other reason than because that bag symbolizes all that is cluttered in my house. But I digress, and I shouldn't because I found the coolest thing ever in that bag. There was no white-out (which should probably be spelled Wite-Out, as it is a brand name), but there was something called "correction tape".
I like to think I am somewhat worldly, even if I have not watched the news or read a full newspaper article since before my first child was born. And yet, I had never before seen this thing called correction tape. I feel like I have vaguely heard of such a thing, a wondrous invention that doesn't dry out like regular white-out (Wite-Out), but I am not sure I had ever seen one. And yet, there it had been sitting in my pen bag, in my satellite office, five feet from where I wash the dishes several times a day and I had no idea.
So yeah, you take the correction tape and slide it over your mistake and presto, your mistake is gone. And so my marror picture was correction taped (can it be a verb?) over and like magic, all was well. Oh, and it doesn't need to dry, it just is.
After all that, I cut out some random amorphous shapes from the green paper, as these will serve as the marror that will be pinned on the seder plate.
The only question remaining was how to stick said marrors onto the oaktag on Pesach. Sitting there and cutting scotch tape (Scotch Tape, sorry) is not allowed on the chag. So I googled "adhesive for shabbat" and the first link to come up was a winner! You can see the discussion here and just know that I will be using small stickers to pin those marrors on the seder plate.
And there you have it. One suggestion though, make sure to tape the oaktag to the wall before Pesach begins. Just a friendly reminder. Not that you have anything else going on right now or anything.
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Of course you are,
your shirt is dirty :)