Thanksgiving Weekending

After several days away visiting family, we are so grateful to have returned to our quiet little home. There was a first train ride on "The Santa Express," playtime with cousins, snuggles with grandparents, aunts, and uncles, a Thanksgiving feast, and a trip to the Christmas tree farm to select the perfect tree. A very full and wonderful weekend, indeed.

On Sunday we celebrated the first night of Advent with candles and gratitude for the earth and all she provides. Following the Waldorf Advent tradition of honoring stones and minerals in the first week of December, I gave each of us a polished rock as we sat down to dinner. We went around, each sharing something that we're grateful for. Steve always sniggers a bit when I do things like this, thinking they're a little hokey. And they definitely can be. But, when Silas very honestly and earnestly said, "I'm grateful for all the hard work you did to make this meal" before placing his stone on the table centerpiece, I think we were both a little bit humbled. 

This year, I've decided to bring out our Christmas books one by one, leaving each under the tree at night for Silas to discover in the morning. Much to my surprise, he informed Steve later in the evening that "Santa" had brought the first book and left it there. We've never promoted the idea of Santa and still aren't quite sure how we want to proceed in that area. We're just trying to keep it fun, I think.

1 comment:

  1. Oh that Silas said the thankfulness that was in his heart, I love when children surprise us! Looks like you had a great weekend filled with fun!