Like everything else (fishing, camping, holidays, etc) life experiences just keep getting better each year with the kids. Stomping sauerkraut was no different. I remember when Jack and Clara were less than a year old and I propped them up on my leg just to barely hold the stomper, in a ceremonial fashion. This year, they were full of excitement and fought over the turn to stomp the kraut. They had a blast and that's what it's all about.
In fact, Jack was so excited he broke his first crock with the stomper. As my Uncle Joe told me, my Pap has broken many of crocks in his day and he would be proud. Fortunately, we had a backup crock, so we moved the cabbage over and kept on stomping.
