Rob’s Advent Calendar©
Every year around this time, some well-meaning aunt sends my children an advent calendar. Not one of the cool, new, weird advent calendars. Not the advent calendars with booze or beauty products or fishing tackles or coffee or rocks or the one for your pet. (Fun Fact: If there currently isn’t enough friction in your marriage, you can even get your spouse a workout advent calendar.) Nooo. This well-meaning aunt gets my kids an advent calendar with chocolate. So, come December, every morning, like clockwork, my kids start their day right out of the gate with, sigh, chocolate.