I used to work as the hotel chazzan for a tour company in Los Angeles. It was fun, and the hotels were nice. But I gave it up when my oldest kid started first grade, and wanted to participate in the maggid beyond Mah Nishtanah. The older crowd who attended the cantor led seder didn’t have paitence to hear a six year old read the Hagaddah a little too slowly. So now we stay home, I make Kiddush and my kids read the Haggadah until they get tired, and then I take over. We miss the oppulence and the ease of just locking the door and getting on a place without having to turn the house upside down. But, the trade off of seeing the kids read and enjoy the Seder so much, is its reward too. Foregoing a vacation in the name of chinuch is just another sacrifice we make as parents.
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