These days everyone wakes up a little easier knowing there is a "miniature piece of waxy I guess you could call it chocolate" waiting for them in their advent calendars. As you can see Benjamin's calendar has taken a little beating. The older kids showed him on day one what to do, of course back then it was down at his level. He then returned a few dozen more times to godzilla his way into more pieces of sweet nothingness. I think there are two days left for him.
A Little Lesson:
This tradition is one I remember so vividly as a child...searching for the appropriate number, opening the cardboard doors to find a chocolate delight inside. It was so simple and yet so great. I like most of our traditions in our home to revolve around the birth of the Savior and family and giving and kindness. It has become many of those things these days as I watch the older guys share little bites of their pieces with Benjamin, worried that perhaps he might be troubled by his advent loss.
We do this too - and Maya always eats all of hers on the first day of December, and all of Brynna's on the 2nd.
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