I grew up in a household that decorated for each holiday we celebrated. We even had an Easter tree, leprechaun visits for St. Patrick’s Day, and smoke machines for Halloween. It was great fun, but then again I wasn’t responsible for setting it up or taking it down. Now as an adult with those kind of responsibilities of cleaning and picking up daily, the idea of getting boxes down from the attic or garage to set something up for a few weeks and then put away is not appealing at all. I’m that mom.
It’s fall time and lots of families are decorating with spider webs, straw bales, and ghosts. Me? I bought a few pumpkins from the store that I’ll throw out after the season is over. No unpacking or packing required. If my kids move them around the house, I see it as they created a fun hunting game. Do I care if that mini pumpkin is in the kitchen or bathroom? Nope. It’s festive anywhere, so it will do.
What about Christmas? We’ll buy a real tree, put on lights and ornaments and my husband will tackle some lights on the exterior. I mean I’m not a total anti-decorator, but that will be about it. I’ll use my daughter’s holiday art work from school to hang up, light a winter scented candle, and call it a day.
Are my kids missing out on a house full of exciting and colorful decorations? Maybe, but I’m saving my sanity. The holidays are busy enough with outings, Santa visits, family visits, parties, and remembering really why we celebrate the holiday that decorating just comes last for me.
A lack of decorating doesn’t mean we can’t have fun for the holiday season. I just see it as less to put away come January.