Every year I pull out the advent calendar and I wish it was cuter.
I shouldn't have used that color.
I wish I had put more quilting on there.
I messed up on that one part.
I used to think this was the cutest thing EVER.
There are so many fun new colors and prints that I would love to experiment with and make something new. I mentioned this to my kids this year and they both said,
"NO! We like THIS one."It made me ponder if my mom was wishing in 1980 for something a bit more chic and trendy then her 1960's burlap, felt and glitter advent calendar that she made for us at her "Relief Society" Church gathering.
We loved that advent calendar. It was lost somewhere in the shuffle of moving after she passed away. I never seemed to mind the glitter that was peeling off the glued numbers or the rooftop of the manger.
As a teenager, I didn't care if the neighbors had a newer version. All I cared about was waking up in the morning to see what treasure my mom had hid in that 2" pocket of mystery. Every year there would be the same nickel ornament in each pocket to place on the felt tree. And then Mom always tucked a little something extra into every nook and cranny of that pocket: gum, quarters, earrings, chocolates, pez candy.
So even with the new stain that I'm noticing this year on the calendar, I will fill each pocket with an ornament and/or treat. I will remember the little baby hands that pulled on the star button. I will see the big, clumsy fingers of my teenage son trying to get to the bottom of the stocking for that piece of gum.
I will appreciate the tradition that my mom started so long ago and one that I have enjoyed carrying on with my own family.......regardless of the colors, techniques or imperfections of a now treasured family heirloom.