The first day of December... and it is snowing. Little bare feet pattered across the floor this morning in anticipation of a calendar - the one I made thirteen years ago as my infant son nestled warmly inside me and my eldest scurried about the house.
Some years it has been filled with candy and chocolate, others with toys; one year there were tiny slips of paper with ideas of how we might do something kind for someone else. But this year, it's Playmobile ... a tiny piece for every day.
And their enthusiasm will not run short for the full twenty-five days! They will wait, in earnest, for each bag to be opened as I wait, I hope in equal earnest, for a Gift to come to me... to my heart and to my mind.