I’m sitting here scrolling through my Facebook feed of all these pictures of children with their perfect smiles in front of the most perfectly decorated Christmas trees. There was one mom brave enough to post a picture of broken ornaments on the floor. I applaud her for that except she stated how she prefers to keep control of the Christmas decorating and this scenario just proves why.
Here is the thing, That’s just Bull sh**! I understand that there are some ornaments that are heirlooms and you have been collecting them for many years. How about not putting those out for the kids to break. Just a thought. Better yet, put a small tree on your bedroom dresser to display those ornaments until your children get a little bigger.
Some of my fondest memories are of my my brother, sister and having free reign over the Christmas tree decorating. My mom didn’t care if there was ornaments too close together, nor did she mind if one was broken. When you have kids you just kind of expect to have some broken. It’s Murphy’s law or something like it. Let’s call it Togravity! ( Toddler Gravity)!
We would spend hours oohing and ahhing over those ornaments. Hanging them up with smiles on our faces. Sometimes a Holiday movie would be playing in the background and the house would be warm and cozy! It was such a happy time. It did not matter to us if we had the fanciest ornaments or the biggest tree. Our house wasn’t perfect and neither was our family. But for one thing was certain. We had each other and that was enough. Oh and lots of presents on christmas morning do not forget! Hey we were kids, there was at least some materialism going on there. I said we weren’t perfect.
Tonight we put up our tree and the memories of my childhood came flooding back. Buddy and Mini Me fist began playing in the tree box while Sassy put on the ornaments. They were having a great time in the box but eventually joined in on the decorating fun and helped create a masterpiece on our tree.
Buddy took the clicker and kept turning the lights off and on, while mini me kept dropping ornaments on the floor. It’s a good thing I have enough sense to buy the non breakable kind. While the christmas music played we laughed and had a fun time. It was simply a joyous occasion!
The memories are what count. The time we spend together enjoying the holiday season. It is not about the tree or the presents ( although my kids might disagree). It’s not about the kids wearing that perfect outfit wile decorating the tree. ( because they have to look their best in the pictures of course). It’s about the laughter, the moment we are in and remembering why we have this season to begin with.
My tree has ornaments clumped together. Some of the lights are not working and we cannot figure out why. There is an ornament of Olivia on it with two ears that have broken off ( one of the only breakable ones I own). The angel on top is the one we have had since we were married. The wings are slightly broken and it sits a little crooked. There are pictures of my kids in funky frames that they have painted all over it. There is even a brown bag with Sassy’s hand print that looks kind of silly. There might be one picture of my husband and myself before kids on there. It is slightly leaning to the left despite efforts to stand it up straight. It is most certainly not perfect, and might make most mom’s cringe. But it is perfect to us, because displayed on that tree is more love, laughter, and momentous occasions that help us keep the spirit of Christmas alive. For just a few months it becomes a standing reminder of the love we have for one another and that is the reason you will not find a perfect Christmas tree at my house!