Passover was techniquely April 8-15. I wanted to have Passover, but it wasn't coming together. (Actually, I was banned from having it so I didn't become a crazy person.) My parents came up to fix up one of their rentals and stay with us May 11-15 and my mom found a great Jewish law about how if someone in your family comes in contact with a dead body their family is allowed to have Passover a month later. This was perfect! We would actually be following real Passover rules. I tried to be Kosher, but I mainly just wanted our family to be able to experience a Passover meal like Jesus did.
We had so much fun! It took us all day to set the table on the floor, cook the Kosher Salt Encrusted Prime Rib, and make the Kosher Gateau au Chocolat Cake. The kids loved making the Charoset for the Sedar plates, scroll name tags and Matzoh Buttercrunch. Their favorite things about the actual Passover was eating on the floor, all the grape juice they could drink, washing your hands over and over with the wash basin and the Baytzah (the egg). They did not care for the Karpas (parsley dipped in salt water).
I'm sure our Passover was very different from a real Jewish family's. For one, we kept relating everything to Jesus. Also we used a book about Passover which was written for little kids to understand and led us step by step through the Passover rituals. I hope we are able to do this every year. But Peter is going to have to keep in contact with the DOA's in April, because May was a way less stressful month for Passover.