The whole point to getting to San Francisco was to see cousin Ellie do her thing at the synagogue. My mother in law was so happy that this was the first Bat Mitzvah I had ever seen/been to because – as she noted – it was a beautiful, heart felt service and reception without all the extravagant ‘bells and (expensive and out of touch with Judaism) whistles’ that many current Bar and Bat Mitzvah parties have fallen prey to. Just a lovely location for the party, a bunch of 13 year olds casually dressed and dancing barefoot to a DJ. There were no hired ‘dance inspirers’ or monkeys handing out kippahs or parties at the NBA or Disney store in Times Square. Just family, and some very pretty and tasteful balloon centerpieces – and a lot of limbo, dancing and fun.
Zoe passed out kind of early but I think Ezra was pretty in awe of all the older kids … and their impressive big kid dance moves!
Congrats again Ellie!