My Facebook feed has been filled with posts condemning leprechauns to the hottest hell. My email is flooded with other mom bloggers who can’t even bear to write another Valentine. I’m over here, just getting into the groove of it all. You know what, though? I kind of like it.
See, in the grand scheme of things, I’m relatively new at this. I mean, my kids aren’t even old enough to go to REAL school yet. I realize I am just at the dawn parenting. But I don’t quite understand what everyone’s complaining about regarding the holidays. It seems that parents are exhausted with all of the “special occasions” that go on once their children get to school. You’ve got the fall equinox, then there’s Halloween, and Thanksgiving, and Christmas, and New Year’s, and 100th Day, and Valentine’s Day, and Dr. Seuss’ birthday, and Pi Day all before spring break. Several of these holidays, I realize, have been paganized, but let’s put religion aside for just one minute. (I realize that just pissed off about 100,000 people, if that many people even read my blog, however, I have a point, and I’m getting to it.) Let’s just say for a minute, that the crazy people who came up with all of these ideas (the non religious ones, people, stick with me here) were, I don’t know, trying to MAKE CHILDHOOD MAGICAL?????
It’s not all about abhorring the Pinterest mom who came up with the great cupcake idea that is going to require you to stay up all night. It is not about spending money on stuff. It doesn’t have to have anything to do with competition. But you get ONE chance with your kids to give them a magical childhood. Then they grow up and learn about checkbooks and debt and car insurance. Why NOT find a bunch of reasons to have fun with them?
We do birthday parties. We do Easter baskets. We go trick-or-treating. We go on random picnics and hikes. It’s exciting to watch their eyes twinkle. There are some times where I miss the boat. Once, I had this grand plan to go to the library and get books to relate to each season and event so that my kids would be literate and well-read. But then there was that time that I lost a $1.99 book from the library which they charged me $20.00 for, therefore, I’m kind of on the outs with that establishment now, so my kids aren’t going to be reading about spring time. But we probably will plant seeds, and play in the mud and stuff, and it’ll all work out. Another time, we were invited to make gingerbread houses with some friends. My friend happens to have a master’s degree in All Things Art or something, and she had this perfectly designed chalet for her child. Our, ahem, gingerbread shed, fell apart on the way to the car. Clearly, we had found my weakness. The kids didn’t mind, though, and you know why? Because gingerbread houses taste the same no matter how they look. And, because we all did it together. It was FUN.
Before you judge the amount of work that you think needs to go into a special day, think about the outcome. Will your kid be excited? Will it be a magical day? If so, isn’t it worth it?