What a lovely holiday. Our Sukkah went up in just about three hours this year, with only minimal frustration and cursing. Each year it looks a bit nicer inside. We had a warm little party today with lots of toddlers running around making felt etrogs and playing in the sandbox and grown-ups drinking homemade chai, eating pumpkin pie and ginger molasses cookies and spiced almonds. Like I said, such a good holiday to celebrate.
Here is Roxanne showing some etrog love. If you’re going to buy a $40 piece of citrus you really ought to cradle it, you know?
My family never built a Sukkah as a child, but now, in adulthood, both my
brother and I have built them on our patios and porches. The act of building it together as a family, with the kids collecting pine needles and acorns and trying to climb the ladder, and with mom and dad alternately cooperating and arguing over how to get the frame stable and where the screw should go is a kind of celebration in and of itself.