"It's time to start listening to the Christmas playlist!"
Wh-wh-what?! I sputtered. I glared. I said, "You guys! You should wait until Christmas to listen to Christmas music!"
I have a confession to make. Atticus corrupted my family's Adventian ways in the music department.
Yesterday we began decorating the house for Advent. Anne-with-an-e mentioned that she had just put a bunch of Christmas music on her mp3. Betsy chimed, "It's December 1st! The day I start listening to Christmas music!"
I sensibly retorted, "But it's only Advent! You should save it. Remember when I never used to let any of you listen to any Christmas music until Christmas day?"
"Yeah," said Betsy, "but then Dad would take us with him to go grocery shopping and he always put Christmas music on in the van. I wanted to go grocery shopping just so I could listen to Christmas music."
We don't keep Advent perfectly, people. But I promise not to panic about it. And Christ is all about forgiveness, so I forgive you, Atticus.
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