Susan is a friend of mine since childhood and while we were growing up she always invited me, the Catholic, to her Jewish family's celebrations. I attended various nights of Hanukkah and many Passover Seder dinners at her house that Susan's Uncle Kenny knighted me an Honorary Jew. He told me that after someone attends enough events with his family that by default they are Jewish-ish enough. He may have given me the honorary Jew title just because he wanted me to keep coming back to the Post Seder dinner poker games that I usually lost.
Susan still invites my family, more so my kids, to her house to celebrate and learn about Hanukkah with her daughter Estella. We have attended the past two years and the kids would exchange small gifts and my boys would get to light the Menorah and play Dreidel and eat chocolate "gelt" coins.
Last night Max told me that they were learning about Hanukkah in school.
"What did you learn about Hanukkah?" I asked.
"Nothing new." he said. "I already knew it all."
"Yeah, from Estella's house."
"Oh." I replied.
"Are there any Jewish kids in your class?" Lauren asked Max.
"How do you know?"
"The teacher asked if anyone in the class celebrated Hanukkah and I was the only one to say yes."
"The teacher asked if I was Jewish." Max added, "I told her no, but my friend Estella is, and that is where we celebrate Hanukkah."
I need to get Estella's Great-Uncle Kenny to knight Max.