I’m not what you would call a big fan of holidays. I enjoy Christmas time and Easter, too, but when it comes to all of the work that comes with the celebrations, I am lazy.
I don’t wrap gifts with perfectly straight lines, and yes I use paper patches if the wrap runs short.
I used to wrap gifts in the Customer Service department at Elder-Beerman back in the day. I know how to wrap a pretty package, but my kids don’t care if the package is pretty. They care about what is in the package.
The wrapping paper, I know, will end up torn and scattered about.
My kids aren’t dressed to the nines on Easter either. I felt guilty when I spoke to a friend this week. She was out buying new Easter outfits for her kids.
“Oh, maybe I should be doing the same,” I thought.
Then I pictured my three babes looking dapper in their fancy clothes for all of 72 seconds before their shirts are untucked, the bows are untied and a coating of chocolate mysteriously appears smeared on their fronts.
I will dig through their closets and find something decent, but I’m not investing in a new wardrobe for them.
We are losing the meaning of the holidays and special occasions in the retail hullabaloo: St. Patrick’s Day party kits?
My children actually expected a Leprechaun to visit our house this year while they were sleeping on March 16, thus, they would awaken to a messy house on the morning of St. Patrick’s Day.
If you have seen my house, then you know it looks like a pack of leprechauns already lives here.
And you know who would be cleaning up the leprechaun mess: no one under 4-feet tall.
If the Leprechaun wants to visit the kids’ classrooms and make a mess, I’m all for it, but I don’t need anything more to clean up at home.
“Mom! Why doesn’t the Leprechaun come to our house? He goes to my friend’s house.”
“Well, he’s never come to our house before. He must think our house is messy enough. Maybe you should clean up your room…”
Getting ready for visits by Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy already keeps me plenty busy.
Keeping up the appearance of the characters is fun as a parent and a memorable part of being a child.
I want three kids to be children as long as possible, but they can still enjoy Santa and the Easter Bunny with mismatched wrapping paper while wearing jeans.