Is it just me or does the holiday craze increase year upon year?
And Christmas sales. Don’t even get me started.
I avoid leaving the house as much as possible on those Super Sale Sundays, which is really a synonym for Absolutely Crazy Madness.
I feel like this is as good a time as any to confess: I’m not a huge fan of the commercial “Red Truck X-Mas” shenanigans.
There, I said it. Loud and proud, while the Internet is exploding under candy cane covered fairy dust.
Now don’t get me wrong. It’s not that I dislike advent and Christmas. It is, in fact, my favorite holiday to celebrate.
We just celebrate it a little differently.
By honoring the tradition of an advent wreath, which is four candles on a pretty plate in our house. (Hey, at least it was up in time this year. I consider this a win.)
Or by hanging garlands of stars in our windows, cut from old newspapers and put up with my exciting little lady. Who, by the way, snuck the scissors off the table while I was busy calming the baby for a second and attempted to cut out her own star.
And by limiting the presents our kids get. Not because we’re trying to be terrible parents, but because I remember it being really awful when you’re a kid and get into this kind of present rush. There was nothing waiting for me at the end but disappointment.
And I want my girls to experience the magic of Christmas. Not the tears underneath the tree.
This is my way to celebrate though. And while I do advocate for less buying and more loving, I can’t force the world to scale down on the ridiculous amount of Christmas lights et al.
Though you have to admit, dear neighbor: Four glowing reindeers? Maybe a little overkill, no?
What I CAN do though is asking you to step back from the holiday rush for a minute. Stop feeling guilty because you think you put the decor up a day late. Don’t worry about the fact that Lisa next door has the better wreath on her front door.
And make yourself some seasonal coffee cake to enjoy, quietly or loudly depending on the age of your kids. Because, you know, that coffee in the jolly to-go cup gets lonely otherwise.