As the story goes, this tradition was passed on by a German(?) family my parents knew before I was born. On each Sunday in December and on Christmas Eve, we read a “warm, fuzzy” Christmas Story and part of the real Christmas Story from the Bible. Then we light candles and listen to Christmas music as we reflect on the true meaning of Christmas. Then we top the night off with a yummy treat. I can’t imagine going through December without Advent — a time to stop and take a breath.