I'm a pretty low-key person when it comes to celebrating stuff (birthdays, holidays, and the like). I believe this stems from my inherent laziness. There is one tradition, however, that I was sad to lose for myself but am happy to pass on to my children: the German advent calendar. This is no ordinary countdown to Christmas with a lame picture behind every door. It's a piece of chocolate! One for every day until the holiday. It's a very German thing: you may have a treat, but in an overly disciplined, structured sort of way. (As kids, my brother and I figured out how to get all of the chocolate out at once without opening all the doors.) The rule in the family is you may have your own calendar every year, until you have children, then they get the calendar.
The boys LOVE it. Flynn threw a massive hissy fit today (including rolling on the floor, screaming, and refusing to eat his breakfast) because he only got one piece of chocolate. Drake is showing signs of restraint this year; he was only mildly annoyed for only getting one piece of chocolate.
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| Oh sweet structured goodness! |
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