Advent Calendar

Now that Michael is two, and starting to understand more and more, it’s time to begin creating our family holiday traditions.

So, last week, Erin bought our first Advent Calendar.

Michael was ready to open it immediately, but with a little convincing we were able to explain that we needed to wait until Monday, today, to open the first box.

This morning, I realized that the entire calendar was empty.

I don’t know why I expected it to be pre-filled, but I did. I’m glad I checked. Now, Erin and I have to figure out how to fill all 25 days.

So, how do we fill it? Thoughts?

After a little online research, the following ideas were my favorites:

Bible Verses
Activities (buy Christmas tree, etc.)
Christmas stories (picture or line from a book we will read that day)
Christmas movies (picture or line from a movie we will watch that day)
Small toys

What are your favorite Advent Calendar ideas?


I’m kind of in a funk today.

Last night, as I was holding Michael, who at two still does not sleep through the night, I started to wonder about the child we lost this year.

If he had been healthy, what would he have been like?

Would he have looked like Michael?

Would he have been happy?

Would he have slept well?

How would he have interacted with his brother?

A million little questions ran through my head. It’s strange loosing someone you don’t even know. You wouldn’t think it would affect you so deeply.

And yet, I can’t help but feel as though it’s changed me.

The Curse of Too Many Channels

We don’t have cable.

There are times I wish we did, but mostly I’m satisfied with the handful of channels we get through the antenna on the roof of our house.

Because we don’t have cable, we find ourselves watching shows we might otherwise overlook in favor of binge watching HGTV or the Food Network.

A few nights ago we happened upon a Nature documentary on Snow Monkeys. It was amazing. It brought back childhood memories of watching PBS programs like NOVA with my family. And, it made me realize that I want to forge those same memories with my family.

There are so many great, educational television programs that go unnoticed when we have hundreds of channels at our disposal. I guess I had just forgotten that and lost sight of some good television.

Mornings are the best/worst time of my day

Every morning before I leave for work, I get about 30 minutes to play with my son.

It’s never enough, but it’s time that I cherish.

I can tell that my son cherishes that time too, because every day at 7 AM, when it’s time for me to leave, he latches himself onto my leg in an attempt to hang on to me for a little while longer.

It’s cute.

And, it tears me apart every time.

Of course, I want to stay.

I want to be there with him every minute of every day, but the reality of having to work and support my family unfortunately wins out.

I am glad that he loves me and wants me to stay. I know it won’t always be this way.

Father, Husband, Son


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