I feel like we're doing pretty good at advent, even though we're barely making it at life: The tree (fake and small) is up and decorated, my advent candles are up and we light them and sing before dinner every night, there are millions of nativity scenes on every available surface, and an advent calendar has been purchased and after dinner we're very excited to open a new window.
And Chester put out a shoe tonight, in which I've placed a piece of candy. (We told him all about St. Nicholas in preparation for the feast.)
And then on fb, I stumbled upon a picture of loads of shoes (I guess the parents get candy as well as the kids, and it seems one shoe is not sufficient--I should have used two) loaded with candy and oranges and children's books scattered around. And cookies were baked for St. Nick. Now I feel like an advent failure.
In my defense, I'm planning to bake cookies on Saturday, which I suspect will really happen since we're going to some sort of cookie party on Sunday. And I don't give Chester tons of candy, so I think one shoe is sufficient. And I don't understand why adults would need to get candy from St. Nick because they can easily get it from the cabinets. And half the time Chester is obsessed with oranges and half the time I have to stuff them down his throat, so that wouldn't be a really exciting food for him. (At this moment, on the other hand, he can't get enough of raspberries--if I put our three remaining raspberries in his shoe he would be thrilled but mama couldn't handle the mess.)
My apologies for this sleep-deprived ramble. As I mentioned, we're barely making it at life.
P.S. Advent is the best ever with a kid. He understands basically everything, so explaining it all to him is just wonderful. He tells everyone he meets right now that the three kings followed the star to find Jesus.
P.P.S. Last night we played an improvised version of hide-and-go-seek that involves wise men searching for the star. The kid loved it, and I even managed to surprise the husband.