Anyone can afford to give the gift of thoughtfulness. What would happen, if for the 24 days leading up to Christmas, every member of my family (and yours) could plan a kind gesture for someone each day? What would Christmas look like, then? When I pick up my son from school today, I will ask him, "What gift did you give today?" And be assured, I'll need to be prepared with an answer to the same question.
Showing posts with label holiday traditions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label holiday traditions. Show all posts
Friday, December 10, 2010
Twenty-Four Gifts
Anyone can afford to give the gift of thoughtfulness. What would happen, if for the 24 days leading up to Christmas, every member of my family (and yours) could plan a kind gesture for someone each day? What would Christmas look like, then? When I pick up my son from school today, I will ask him, "What gift did you give today?" And be assured, I'll need to be prepared with an answer to the same question.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Cards of Christmas Past
Friday, December 3, 2010
Advent Activity Calendar
Behind each door is a suggestion for what to do that day. For example:
Build a snowman.
Write a card.
Put out food for the birds.
Make a paper chain to decorate the house.
Read a holiday book.
Go tobogganing.
Do something kind for someone....
A calendar like this seems to make the holidays more about experience and less about consumption. While I've never actually been able to find a template for our activity calendar, it would be just as easy to make your own using these ideas and templates:
Made with recycled materials. Activities can be printed on slips of paper and tucked into each pocket.
Made with recycled materials.
Lots of DIY options, here.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
The Story Tree
After I set up a living space of my own, I decided that I wouldn't invest in Christmas ornaments for our first Christmas tree. I thought it might be nice to ask for an ornament for gift-giving occasions and leave our tree adornments to chance. Our first Christmas tree was a pitiful, Charlie Brown-like Norfolk Island pine (plant) in a plastic pot with three ornaments hanging from its branches. But each ornament was special -- each had its own story. Sixteen years later, my tree is full of ornaments and stories. I have ornaments from Africa, Saudi Arabia and Nunuvut -- from dear friends who remembered me on their travels. I have a miniature porcelain teacup and saucer to commemorate girlhood tea parties with my Dad. I have a paper angel with a stubby foot made by my then five-year-old son. And each year, on December 1st (or thereabouts), my son will say, "Tell me the stories, Mom."
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