Kidlit Spotlight: Hello, Door

I get pretty excited when I see a trailer for a new Wes Anderson movie, like the upcoming Isle of Dogs. The main characters can be traveling brothers (The Darjeeling Limited) or coming-of-age campers (Moonrise Kingdom). The setting can be a submarine (The Life Aquatic) or a grandiose inn (The Grand Budapest Hotel). No matter the story, I know the film is sure to deliver... Style. Quirk. Musicality. Action. Humor.

The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014)

Hello, Door - the latest picture book by Alastair Heim, illustrated by Alisa Coburn - arrived on my stoop just a few days after its Jan. 2 little bee books release - looking a lot like a hybrid of The Royal Tenebaums and Fantastic Mr. Fox... 

So, I had a hunch that some Andersonian storytelling devices might be found within. At every twist and unexpected turn, Heim and Coburn (creators of another Schulte family fave Love You, Too) delivered what I hoped for, and then some:

Style

What could be more chic than a Georgian townhouse? Hello, Door is set in a two-story powder blue charmer. The order of the home's brick exterior and landscaping lets us know that the owners are well-to-do and meticulous. What a delightful stage for some disruptive and perfectly-styled mischief: Enter sly red fox in navy turtleneck, sporting up-to-no-good leather gloves.   

Quirk

Soon the fox sets to work creeping and sneaking. But things don't go very smoothly for this criminal. He climbs into the window, only to SPLASH into the kitchen sink. And when he comes upon a delicious sandwich, he obviously can't pass it by. As the fox makes his way through the home, it's clear that his journey will be whimsically circuitous.

Musicality

The repetition and cadence of Goodnight Moon by Margaret Wise Brown is a familiar comfort to kids and parents alike. Hello, Door is a very different book, but in a similar fashion, Heim pulls readers through his tale with rhythmic two-word combos: Hello, door. Hello, house. Hello, mat. Hello, mouse. As we go deeper and deeper into the home - discovering valuables and oddities along the way - each rhyming "hello" pair memorably rings and sings.

Action

The thieving fox in Hello, Door starts somewhat on task, but before long he finds himself waaaaaay off course. Why? The townhouse is full of distracting treasures. Each hallway and suite reveals a new place to stomp and romp. As he tosses feather pillows, dons bathrobes and takes a swing at golf, the reader is all-too-aware that someone is dilly dallying. I won't reveal more here, but the action only picks up from here. (And it's beary exciting...)

Humor

Hello, Door is chockfull of amusing moments. A humorous highlight for our crew? The rhyme of "plants" and "Mr. Fancy Pants." The line lands EVERY TIME with my daughters, who count "pants" among the short list of words that sound like potty talk but won't put them in time out... 

Further talk about this wonderful book would ruin the awesome ending. One way you can discover it for yourself? Win an *autographed* copy!

Alastair Heim (@alastairheim, featured in this 2017 Author Spotlight) is giving away a signed copy of Hello, Door to the winner of my weeklong Twitter contest. Here's how to enter:

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Reflection: The Right Path

The year 2018 is off and running. How are you feeling about it all? Are you making progress toward a new goal? Do you feel encouraged that you'll get there?

It's been a while since I've set New Years resolutions. Since becoming a mom, I've pursued goals and made plans in a different way. Instead of pinpointing specific things to achieve, I step back and look at the year ahead: What commitments, events and travel are already set?

With this in hand, my husband and I brainstorm and insert doses of family fun, as well as time for personal priorities (ESSENTIAL: a long-overdue getaway for just the two of us) and, for me, creative development.

Next I zoom into the current month. The calendar squares fill - yes, I am still on paper. Then the current week. The to-do list crystalizes. Then the very day I'm in. The task X-ing commences...

And yet all the while, writerly things are bouncing around in my brian. These are the things that I cannot wait to do. Each activity knocks incessantly on the front cover of my daily planner, begging and bartering for a minute of my time:

• That manuscript I want to write
• That manuscript I want to revise
• That book I want to get at the library
• That author I want to research
• That blog post I want to write
• That podcast I want to hear
• That Twitter chat I want to join
• That conference I want to attend

What may look like busy work or frivolous tasks to some are pure adventure to me. Creating. Learning. Connecting. These are the things that defined my youth, adolescence and college years. These are the things that define me still today.

So, that's what I want to do with my time. But the central question is, What does God want me to do with it? As I step day-by-day through the new year, this is the thought that is most on my heart. This Bible verse provides the hope and clarity that I find myself seeking:

Psalm 25:4-5: Show me the right path, O Lord; point out the road for me to follow. Lead me by your truth and teach me, for you are the God who saves me. All day long I put my hope in you.  

Happy New Year to you, and may God bless your endeavors in His name - today and always.

Elsa's Big Girl Year

Our beautiful Elsa just turned six. Sounds awfully grown up to me. Six year olds are big kids. Quick-growing kids. Well-on-their-way kids. And, there's doubt about it. Elsa's on her way. She's looking the part, too...

For her birthday, we let her in on a little secret. She would soon be the proud owner of her very own fish. Unfortunately, it's been ridiculously cold since her birthday, so we haven't yet subjected her future fishies to a frigid transport. The aquarium is ready and waiting... 

Elsa's kindergarten year is going along well. Her teacher and classroom team are phenomenal - there's nothing they won't do or try for her. The biggest change of the past few months is that we're trialing two "talker" devices through Easter Seals to see which one will be the best fit for her. After filling out 37 pages of paperwork, obtaining physician prescription orders, and patiently waiting for insurance processing and order fulfillment, we're off and running...

Because Elsa's fine motor (hand coordination) is very delayed, she uses big buttons to navigate to what she wants to say via the tablet. The whole process takes an incredible amount of patience for Elsa, as it requires her to map the routes to her preferred phrases. This video shows how it works...

When Elsa gets in a rhythm of scan-scan-scan (hitting the red button repeatedly), her therapists say, "Not to worry." This is much like a baby saying, "Ba, ba, ba." Repetition and practice are how we learn language. While Elsa's style of speaking is different, "babbling" is expected and encouraged.

Since Elsa outgrew her stander, this poor West Elm chair has been getting a workout. It's at a good height for her to lean up against it, and if we stack things just-so, we can set up an activity/talker station for her to use, until she gets tired. When that happens, it's back to the chair.

The major reality in this talker-trial adventure isn't lost on us: We are incredibly blessed to live in a time and place where Elsa has access to these technologies and to therapists who've devoted their lives to helping kids express themselves in a verbal world.

We'll keep you posted on how the trials go, and how her talker use progresses. It's so exciting to see how engaged she is to use the device. I am certain that SHE knows that this is her communication tool. She's energized to figure it out (and her sisters are too). Yep, I think this is gonna be a big-girl year for our blue-eyed girl.

Holiday Sweetness in 3 Great Recipes

Christmas is just a few days away... Wow, that was fast! If you haven't been whipping up goodies in the kitchen yet, my guess is you're about to get very busy.

Do you have a friend who you turn to for recipes when you're in a pinch? Who - rain or shine... or snow and more snow - never fails to provide a fail-proof recommendation? My gal pals Victoria Whiting, Colleen Arturi and Lisa Barr are certified pros in the sweets department, and today they are sharing tried-and-true Christmas treats. 

So, no stressing. They have us covered.

I don't get to see these three ladies in person nearly as often as I'd like - and I even live in the same town as Lisa!! - but I have been spending time with their sweet families all December long via Christmas cards in my window...

So for fun, I'm introducing each lovely lady with her holiday card! Here are 3 favorite recipes to add a little sweetness to your Christmas celebrations:

Recipe #1: For the Dessert Table

From Victoria Whiting (and family)

The Best Soft Chocolate Chip Cookies

(Courtesy of Pinch of Yum)

Ingredients

• 8 tablespoons of salted butter
• 1/2 cup white sugar (use raw cane sugar for a coarser texture)
• 1/4 cup packed light brown sugar
• 1 teaspoon vanilla
• 1 egg
• 1 1/2 cups all purpose flour
• 1/2 teaspoon baking soda
• 1/4 teaspoon salt (plus a little extra)
• 3/4 cup chocolate chips (try a combination of chocolate chips and chocolate chunks)

Directions

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Microwave the butter for about 40 seconds to just barely melt it. It shouldn’t be hot – but it should be almost entirely in liquid form.

Using a stand mixer or electric beaters, beat the butter with the sugars until creamy. Add the vanilla and the egg; beat on low speed until just incorporated – 10-15 seconds or so (if you beat the egg for too long, the cookies will be stiff).

Add the flour, baking soda, and salt. Mix until crumbles form. Use your hands to press the crumbles together into a dough. It should form one large ball that is easy to handle (right at the stage between “wet” dough and “dry” dough). Add the chocolate chips and incorporate with your hands.

Roll the dough into 12 large balls (or 9 for HUGELY awesome cookies) and place on a cookie sheet. Bake for 9-11 minutes until the cookies look puffy and dry and just barely golden. Warning, friends: DO NOT OVERBAKE. This advice is probably written on every cookie recipe everywhere, but this is essential for keeping the cookies soft. Take them out even if they look like they’re not done yet (see picture in the post). They’ll be pale and puffy.

Let them cool on the pan for a good 30 minutes or so (I mean, okay, eat four or five but then let the rest of them cool). They will sink down and turn into these dense, buttery, soft cookies that are the best in all the land. These should stay soft for many days if kept in an airtight container. I also like to freeze them.

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Recipe #2: For the Snack Bowl

From Colleen Arturi (and family)

Rosemary Roasted Cashews

(Courtesy of Ina Garten, Food Network)

Ingredients

• 1 1/4 pounds cashew nuts
• 2 tablespoons coarsely chopped fresh rosemary leaves
• 1/2 teaspoon cayenne
• 2 teaspoons dark brown sugar
• 2 teaspoons kosher salt
• 1 tablespoon melted butter

Directions

Preheat the oven to 375 degrees. Place the nuts on an ungreased baking sheet and bake for about 10 minutes until they are warmed through. Meanwhile, combine the rosemary, pepper, sugar, salt and butter in a large bowl. Toss the warm nuts with the rosemary mixture until the nuts are completely coated. Serve warm.

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Recipe #3: For Christmas Morning

From Lisa Barr (and family)

Butterscotch Pull-Apart Bread

Ingredients

• About 20 frozen Rhodes Bake N Serve dinner rolls
• 1 (3 ounce) package of butterscotch cook and serve pudding mix
• 3/4 cup of brown sugar, packed
• 1 teaspoon of cinnamon
• 1/2 cup of chopped pecans
• 1/2 cup (1 stick) of butter, melted

Directions

Thoroughly butter or spray a bundt pan and add the frozen dinner rolls in the bottom. Sprinkle with the pudding mix. Mix together the brown sugar and cinnamon, and sprinkle on top of the frozen rolls. Sprinkle top with the pecans and pour melted butter all over the top. Cover loosely with plastic wrap and let rise in a draft-free place for about 7 hours, or overnight.

When ready to bake, preheat oven to 350 degrees and bake for about 25 to 30 minutes. Loosen around the edges of the pan and the center tube and let rest a few minutes; turn out onto a large plate. Let cool slightly and serve warm.

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If you try one of these recipes, please share how it fit into your holiday celebration!

And, most importantly... Merry Christmas! 

Connecting with you here has been one of my year's greatest blessings!

Finding Christmas Joy: A Holiday Post by Kate Twohig

Between swingy Michael Buble and poppy Kelly Clarkson, Sirius XM Holly often likes to drop in “Where Are You Christmas” by Faith Hill. It always puts me in a melancholy mood.

Christmas longing often lingers just below the surface of Christmas happiness. I’ve certainly had holidays guided by this feeling. And all it takes is a quiet, introspective song to take me back.

Yet, on the flipside, Christmas seems to only further amplify a child's unbridled joy.

When I was tucking in my middle child into bed last night, she whispered to me with wonderment in her sleepy eyes, "I'm dreaming of sweets!" 

I remember that Christmas feeling - the thrill, the anticipation. How can a grown-up Christmas compare? Maybe it requires a harder look. After all, what we long for isn’t happiness, which is circumstantial. We long for the deep, constant contentment and excitement that comes from knowing that Jesus came for us, is with us, and is for us. This is Christmas joy.

My friend Kate Twohig has been doing some Christmas reflection of her own and today shares a thoughtful piece on this very topic. Here's her crew! (You may recall Kate did a post earlier this year on family life, which can be found here.)

I hope reading Kate's piece helps you view Christmas joy in a new way!

In Kate's words...

Every time I think of Christmas past, two memories come to mind right away.

The first is an annual family tradition. Late on Christmas Eve, my family would arrive home from my grandma’s house. My three brothers, two sisters, parents and I would get cozy in our living room. Christmas music would be playing softly and the room would be dark, except for the soft, white lights of the Christmas tree. My dad would pop open a bottle of champagne, give everyone a glass (a teeny amount for the kids, of course), and he would give a lovely toast. It was such an intimate, special moment and one I always remember fondly, especially when I drink champagne.

The second memory is a kind deed my mom did every holiday. She’d receive a Christmas wish list from a local family who couldn’t afford to buy gifts. Each wish list had the ages of the children. When I was about ten, we received a list, in which the children requested gloves, mittens, hats and underwear. This may have been the first time I truly understood how fortunate my family was and how difficult life was for other families.

A few days before Christmas last year, I took some quiet time and forced myself to think about special Christmas moments throughout my life. I was completely stressed out trying to make my children’s Christmas “perfect,” and I wasn’t finding much joy in the season. I couldn’t find a certain gift one child wanted, I forgot to buy a couple of gifts, and I felt very overwhelmed with all the errands I still needed to complete.

When I was a child, Christmas was my favorite holiday. I loved everything about it—the baking, decorating, music, movies and all the special holiday events my family attended. Now, as an adult it ranked as my third favorite holiday behind Thanksgiving and the Fourth of July. How did I lose my love for Christmas? How could I get some of that childhood magic back?

In thinking about memorable moments from the past, it became quite apparent: I was focusing on all the wrong things. 

The strongest, most enjoyable memories included themes of family, tradition and service. Years from now, my kids probably weren’t going to remember all the presents they received but they would hopefully remember the special things we did as a family.

I knew right away my holiday focus needed to change. Although my family had begun some of our own traditions like picking out fresh cut trees and attending Christmas plays and concerts, we hadn’t focused much of our attention on service projects or acts of kindness.

I can vividly remember how my mom and I shopped for that family in need. We did buy gloves, mittens, hats and underwear, but we also bought a lot of fun toys for each child. Even though I never enjoyed shopping, I can remember having fun picking out all those toys. That Christmas morning I felt very joyful as I imagined that family opening their gifts. I learned first-hand it was just as much fun to give as it was to receive.

Once I realized that I wanted my children to understand the joy of giving, I decided to start volunteering as a family right away. Luckily, our school district has so many opportunities to help our community. This past year, my family has volunteered for initiatives that have helped animal shelters, other local school districts, the homeless and our military troops. Volunteering along with my husband and my seven and four year olds has been a wonderful experience and one we plan to continue.

This holiday, my family sponsored a family in need, just like my family once did. My children were involved in purchasing and wrapping gifts so they can continue to learn the importance of giving. Perhaps this will become one of our family’s annual holiday traditions.

I realize there is no such thing as “perfect” Christmas, and I’m trying to worry less about the little stuff. By focusing more on others and less on material things, I’m already feeling much more joyful this holiday season. I hope some of these good deeds and acts of service will be memories that my son and daughter will look back upon and remember fondly throughout their lives. 

Thank you Kate! One more blog post remains in The Happy Holidays Series... stay tuned for a piece on yummy treats!

Delivery Day: Holiday Picture Book Drive

It was on my heart to do something this holiday season. At the outset, I wasn't sure what that meant. I prayed about it. Then I prayed some more. An idea started to crystalize... 

This year, I met and connected with lots of people through the blog and Twitter - loving supporters of literacy and authors of beautiful picture books. When hurricanes put many in our nation in great danger this year, I saw this amazing community step up in major ways - getting creative with fundraising ideas (like this effort by Clear Fork Publishing) and keeping the spotlight on regions' ongoing needs.

Might this love carry over to supporting Chicago kids? I had a hunch it might. So in November, National Picture Book Month, I put out a call for books for the phenomenal organization Leading with Literacy, based in Chicago's Bronzeville neighborhood.

Maybe we'll get 30 or 50. A month an a half later, 408 books were sitting in my family room. With every delivery, I was overwhelmed. Books arrived from New York and Massachusetts, from Missouri and Nebraska, from California and Washington. The whole country was loving on Chicago kids. All the wonderful titles donated can be viewed HERE. 

At long last, delivery day - Dec. 14 - arrived. It's a day I'll never forget. Pastor Michael Neal, founder of Leading with Literacy, put together a delivery day schedule for me and my dear friend Chaz, and we spent the entire morning and into the afternoon delivering books to fabulous kids in Bronzeville and beyond.

We were greeted with so. much. love. Hugs, smiles and energy. Tons of energy! Here's a carousel slideshow of our day (to scroll through, click on the right-most photo). Two Chicago news crews - ABC 7 and CBS 2 - even came out to cover the event. There was so much excitement in the air.

When we handed out the books, some of the children asked if the titles were theirs to keep. Yes! Write your name in it. Share it with your brother or sister or cousin. It's yours. 

I asked one child what her favorite book was, gesturing at the classroom's reading nook. "This one," she said, gripping the book we had just given her to her chest.  

And on and on it went, in classroom after classroom. My heart was overflowing. With love for the passionate kids I met, with respect for the phenomenal teachers leading them, with appreciation for the authors and publishers who gave their work, for friends and family who put together incredible, thoughtful donations. It was a beautiful Christmas moment. I mean... these giggles!!

But perhaps the thing that blew me away most of all was Pastor Neal's amazing ministry. He spends countless hours every week in the schools, connecting with kids and supporting teachers and principals. His passion is literacy, as well as trauma - helping people deal with traumatic life events. You can read my Q&A with Pastor Neal here.

Because of Pastor Neal, the amazing books you all helped me collect are now in the hands of children who are learning to love reading. Who may not have had a book of their very own until this week.

Thank you, Pastor Neal, for your tireless service to others. Looking forward to Holiday Picture Book Drive 2018!

The Joy of Giving: A Holiday Blog Hop

This weekend, my daughters helped me pick the winner of the Wolf-Hirschhorn Syndrome 2017 Halloween Costume Event for the www.wolfhirschhorn.org website. The only fair way to decide the winner of a cool Foamnasium tumble-form set? A good-ole-fashioned bowl draw!

For this installment of The Happy Holidays Series, take a blog hop to watch the video reveal, where you'll also find this year's WHS fundraising item, which makes giveaways like this one possible!

I'm so thankful that God has given me the chance to support other families of children with Wolf-Hirschhorn Syndrome through service to the WHS website. In the comments section (below), I'd love to hear how you are putting on wings and serving as an ANGEL this holiday season!

Kidlit Spotlight: Red & Lulu

The Happy Holidays Series would be incomplete without a book review and giveaway! Like all the books that I feature, to me this book has that special something. But this one also happens to hit your heart at the same pitch as a holiday children's choir or the distant jingle of a bell.  

It says Christmas.

My affection for Red & Lulu, a new Christmas picture book written and illustrated by Matt Tavares (Candlewick Press), began long before I opened it. I spied the cover earlier this year on Twitter, and it triggered a completely emotional response. I knew this book would become a beloved title in our holiday book collection.

I mean, just feast your eyes on this beauty...

The cover of Red & Lulu is both iconic and novel. Through dreamy snowfall, we see the Rockefeller Center Christmas Tree and meet two new characters - lovely red birds Red and Lulu. Without yet knowing their story, through the cover you can feel the birds' bond and glean the excitement of a shared adventure.

This book instantly worked its way into our family's everyday moments... 

We sing "O Christmas Tree, thy leaves are so unchanging" in the grocery store and all around the house.

When I asked my 4 year old what book she'd like to put on her Christmas list, she instantly said Red & Lulu. 

My fave: At our town's Christmas tree lighting, my 2 year old pointed to the freshly lit tree and screamed, "Lulu!!!"

If this praise isn't enough to encourage you to add Red & Lulu to your family's holiday collection, here's a list of five things that in my view make this book so special:

1. Companionship: "Red and Lulu were happy in their tree." From the start of the book, we read these words and see Red and Lulu moving through the seasons together. Red brings a twig to Lulu in the spring. They perch on a branch in the heat of summer. They seek each other out in the autumn wind. Red and Lulu are inseparable, and their joys are interwoven. Through gorgeous illustrations and gentle, poetic text, Tavares establishes the beauty and certainty of their partnership.

2. Sense of Home: Neighbors are drawn to the evergreen's picturesque side each year to sing carols. But first and foremost, the tree is Red & Lulu's home. Children will most certainly relate to the birds’ sense of safety and identity, rooted physically and emotionally in their tree - making the forthcoming change so effective...

3. Separation: We all fear separation from home and loved ones. So when Red and Lulu are distanced - as their tree is cut down and transported to NYC - we feel their panic and urgency. The juxtapositions created by Tavares in the spread below are powerful. With precision, he demonstrates the step-by-step process of removing and transporting such a large tree, and with a keen sense of scale, he shows Red and Lulu's powerlessness against the change.  

4. Postcard Moments: I've been to New York seven times (took me a minute to count that up...), and it’s undeniable - there is just something about that city. It's a constant sensory experience. The architecture, the density, the food, the soundtrack. Tavares' illustrations show the grandeur and the minutia, the brilliance and the everyday commotion - all softened with the dusting of snow. The palette is so expertly restrained, allowing rich reds to pop and the glow of the city lights to linger and illuminate out, up and all around. (It's no surprise that Tavares' Red & Lulu artwork also appears on greeting cards, found here.)

5. Iconic: After an exhaustive search for Lulu, Red happens upon a tree that looks an awful lot like their tree. Tavares captures this moment in an unforgettable image (below), which encapsulates what I imagine a New York City Christmas to be. The spread of wide-winged Red in front of this iconic scene is perfection. As a reader, you know you are getting close... to the tree's true purpose, to the end of Red's journey, to Lulu (we hope!), and to Christmas Day. It's a moment of arrival and joy. Isn't that what Christmas is all about? 

I soooooo want to share the next few pages of the book with you, but I can't. You don't want to first experience those moments here. You'll need to share them with someone you love.

The phrase "new classic" is often used to market books. While no one could possibly know if a book might reach a deep place in the hearts of many, when I hear that phrase attached to Red & Lulu, I don't doubt that it will come to pass. I do think it will be one of those books.

One lucky winner will receive an *autographed copy* of this beauty. (Thanks for sharing one with the blog, Matt!) Here's how to enter to win - and be sure to follow Matt on Twitter @tavaresbooks.

Happy Holidays, and good luck! 

*** WIN Red & Lulu ***

Simply...

1. "Like" this post (click the heart below)

2. Follow me (@anitraschulte) on Twitter

3. Retweet my pinned contest tweet by 12/8/17 

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MERRY CHRISTMAS!

All the Trimmings: A Christmas Tree Tale by Johanna Patterson

Is it December yet? Ah, I can't wait! 

In the Schulte house, our stockings are hung by the chimney with care and my Nana's poinsettia mugs are in the morning coffee rotation. By and large, the decorations are up and the heirlooms are out. But not the centerpiece. Not the tree.

Our 2018 tree is out there somewhere. Well, not just anywhere. A very specific, very non-romantic somewhere. Namely: The Menards parking lot. Once the lights are on and twinkling, though, our tree's home improvement store roots will be a distant memory. Each Christmas tree's special glow has a way of reaching through time and connecting generations in a single luminous experience.

When choosing a person to shed a little light on familial Christmas tree decor tradition, the choice was easy: My friend Johanna Patterson, who you may recall shared a fab post on organizing in style earlier this year. I love this beautiful Christmas photo of Johanna's family of five:

Without further ado, here's Johanna's special TINSEL-filled tale of her family's Christmas tree tradition. Or should I say traditions? Enjoy!

In Johanna's words...

Christmas is my favorite holiday by far. Growing up, it was filled with special traditions that became pillars of my childhood. Decorating Christmas cookies with my grandma. Christmas Eve dinner with my cousins. Christmas morning with our family of four. Every year, my dad would neigh at the bottom of the stairs pretending Santa had left a pony... 

What I didn’t realize as a child is that part of the magic behind the most wonderful time of the year is fitting it all in. Why is it that planning the holidays can feel like assembling a 10,000 piece puzzle of snow? I hope that I am managing to give my kids a Christmas where they feel joy and love and not like they are over scheduled. I hope that they have enough time to reflect on the true meaning of Christmas and spend less time thinking about what must-have gadget to put at the top of their Christmas lists. 

One way that I try to make that happen is by focusing on Christmas traditions that hold special meaning and bridge to Christmas’ past. This is most apparent as we decorate our Christmas tree. Now, I love to decorate and the Christmas holiday is no exception. 

We decorate four trees in our house.First, we have an all-kids tree in the playroom that my kids decorate all on their own. This tree is filled with their handmade ornaments and big colorful baubles in their favorite colors. No lie - it’s pretty hideous, but if you’re under four feet tall, it’s dreamy. Pink and purple ribbons and blue and green sparkles pop off of this all white tree. It’s a little candyland-esque, but a big hit with my crew, all under eight. 

We also have a Christmas tree in the basement media room where we spend weekends relaxing watching football and hosting family movie nights. I didn’t have a tree in that space for a long time, but found that after I’d spent a week decorating my house for Christmas, when I actually sat down to enjoy it, I was in the only room without a tree. I can’t say that my husband was thrilled with the introduction of tree number four, but he knows by now that it just all comes with the Johanna territory. Our media room has a rustic feel with a lot of reclaimed wood and a concrete bar top. To fit with this feel, I decorate this tree with big antlers, wide burlap ribbon and just small touches of gold to make it a little more “rustic glam” than “hunting lodge."

One of my favorite trees is the Christmas card tree. I string a few pieces of garland and some ribbon and when the Christmas cards start rolling in, I hang them on the tree with small wooden clothes pins. The cards are so beautiful and filled with the people we love, so hanging them for display on the tree this way just seems perfect. Our kids especially love hanging their friends' cards on the tree and pointing them out all season long. 

Even with all of these fun trees, my most favorite tree by far, is the Christmas tree in our front living room. When it comes to this tree, I’m definitely reminiscent of Clark Griswold from National Lampoons Christmas Vacation. We buy a real tree every year, and we love searching for just the right one. I love for it to be as big as my space can absolutely handle, and my husband usually has to remind me that the trees looks smaller on the lot than it will in a corner of our living room. 

We used to cut it down ourselves, but then some angel opened a lot right on the corner by our house with beautiful freshly cut trees, so we began walking to that lot with our wagon. After it is set up in the house, I load on tons and tons of Christmas lights to the tree. My secret is to not just wrap them along the outside of the tree, but rather really tuck them into the tree and then wrap them from the inside out. I usually blow a few fuses, but once all of the the lights are on, it's pretty enough to leave just as is, but what comes next is the best part. 

On this tree, we put family ornaments. These are ornaments that the kids have gotten each year as they have grown, an ornament that Jason and I got commemorating our first Christmas, or special ornaments given to us by loved ones. We also have an ornament from each trip that we have been on, and we have ornaments that were mine as a child. I keep these ornaments in specific bins, and opening them each year is like opening a gift. This tree is filled with memories. And glitter. So much glitter.

As we decorate the tree, we light a fire in the fireplace and listen to Christmas music, and we tell stories about each ornament. One of my favorites is an ornament hand crocheted by my great grandma, given to me by my grandma. When we hang it on the tree, we tell stories about both of these beautiful women. Often times the kids will remember the ornaments from year to year. We all have our favorites. “Oh! I remember this one, mommy!” they will say.  Or, “Tell me about this ornament.” 

A favorite of the girls and mine is of Raggedy Ann, one that my mom gave to me when I was their age, still hung by the same gold frilly string. And just as they remember the ornaments, they remember the stories and better yet, the people in the stories. “Remember the year the whole tree fell over, mom?” or “Tell us the story of you and daddy sitting under the Eiffel Tower!”

This process lasts for hours and I can’t say that the kids always hang in there for the whole time. We are far from perfect, and I try to get ahead of inevitable sibling squabbles by giving each child the same number of ornaments they get to hang on their own. There are very special ornaments that we always hang together - a tiny wooden crèche given to me by my mom, a small angel, a glass bone emblazoned with the name of our first family dog. 

When we are done, our tree tells a story. Of the time we spent together picking it out and the laughs shared while putting it up. (“I think just a touch to the left. Now the right. And maybe a half inch back, too.”) But also of all of the Christmases we have spent together and of the people we have spent them with. Our tree tells the story of us building our family. From the “First Christmas Together” heart to the pink baby carriage and then eventually another and finally a blue baby booty. It tells the story of people who are no longer in our lives.  Of the things they have made with their hands and the treasures that they have left us to remember them by. It tells the story of friendships - depicted in college logos, and “Geneva” ornaments - woven tightly throughout the many stages of our lives. 

Our tree tells these stories, and as we hang the ornaments each year, we share them. 

…And then sometimes when the kids aren’t looking, I rehang them in a better spot :) The point is that we had fun together and it didn’t require any scheduling or special outfit or really any effort at all other than just being present. And when it's all done, we sit back and read our advent book by the tree’s glow each night as a reminder that while Christmas is a time of great magic and anticipation of what Santa will put under the tree, the real magic began two thousand years ago in a manger in Bethlehem.

Thank you, Johanna! I especially LOVE your Christmas card tree. And I, too, am known to spread out the girls' ornaments later - particularly the cluster ring of ornaments hung at three feet high... Happy tree trimming everyone!

Giving Tuesday Q&A with Pastor Michael Neal

Happy almost advent! Today is Giving Tuesday, so I wanted to send out a huge THANK YOU to all of you who have given this month to the Holiday Picture Book Drive.

Thanks to your overwhelming generosity, we have collected more than 350 new picture books for Leading with Literacy, a read-aloud focused non-profit based in Bronzeville, a neighborhood on Chicago's South Side. (The books will be delivered mid-December... can't wait!!)

The Holiday Picture Book Drive has commemorated National Picture Book Month. November isn't over... so that means there is still time to spread CHEER by making a donation this Giving Tuesday - if you're able!

Would you like to learn a bit more about Leading with Literacy? Here's a touching Q&A with the organization's founder, Pastor Michael Neal:

Q&A with Pastor Michael Neal

Why is literacy, and building scholars, so near and dear to your heart?

Literacy is important to me because I see the connection between literacy and living an abundant and quality-filled life. While volunteering through Leading with Literacy, the systemic and generational challenges placed on those who don’t have a love for reading has become even more clear to me. Serving also has allowed me to tap into my childhood and my passion for reading as a child and a young adult. I want kids to develop that same passion as well. 

What are the unique benefits of male volunteers reading in the classroom?

Having males volunteer for the weekly read aloud often fills a void within the schools, as there are seldom any male teachers in the classroom. It also helps to indirectly fill a void in the life of some children who may not have a consistent male figure in their home.

How do you decide what book is read?

Volunteers often allow the teacher and/or students to pick the book. Sometimes the teacher may be working on a certain subject matter, and we never want to disrupt that. When the student selects the book, I often will do an interview with the student in front of the class, asking why the book was selected. Lastly, each male volunteer in the class can bring a book in to read, provided it is okay with the teacher. 

What are some of the books that the kids have loved?

Favorite titles have been Tar Beach, all Ezra Jack Keats books, and anything related to superheroes. 

What relationships have developed between volunteers and classrooms?

Wonderful relationships and partnerships have developed between teachers, readers and administration. Where there has been consistency, there has been a culture of literacy that has followed the children from early grades through middle school. 

Can you share a story of a rewarding moment you've experienced, since starting the program?

Boy there are so many… 1) One child saw me during the summer at a youth program, and when another child asked who I was, she said, “That's our reading coach." 2) A little boy saw me at Target and yelled out my name as if he saw a superstar athlete, then he spent the rest of the year reminding other kids that he saw me at Target. 3) A little boy brought a newspaper to school after I told him how I learned to read by reading the sports section.

What are your goals for Leading with Literacy?

Our goal is to Build Scholars One Book at a Time. We also have a goal to make our program sustainable and replicable. It is our desire to continue to see improvements in reading outcomes. Our research has shown that where a male reader was consistent in a classroom, reading scores were 20 to 40 percent higher than classrooms that did not have a male reader. 

What can others do to support your work?

There are various ways. 1) Sharing who we are and what we do. 2) Recruiting men with flexible work schedules, who are able to invest 15-30 minutes in a school once a week. 3) New or gently used book donations for distribution to children in class and in the community. 4) Financial contributions are welcome, as well. 

To make a donation to the Holiday Picture Book Drive for Leading with Literacy, visit my initial book drive post, for info. There, you'll also find the cover of every book donated so far. Thanks for spending your time here, this Giving Tuesday!