Tradition, what tradition?
We finally undecorated the Christmas tree yesterday. That was supposed to happen Tuesday, but it was so gray and dreary that afternoon that I couldn’t bear to turn off the lights and dismantle the decorations. So Wednesday it was.
As we put the ornaments away C said, “One day I’m going to tell my children and grandchildren about all the cool ornaments we had on our tree when I was growing up.”
Once upon a time, we decided to start a tradition of buying each child an ornament every year so they’d have a nice collection of their very own “cool” ornaments to take with them when they left home. So, confession time: That’s one tradition we’ve failed pretty miserably at. I can probably count the years we’ve actually remembered to do this on one hand. This year we did buy them each a Danish ornament from the Museum gift shop at BYU when we went to the Carl Bloch exhibit. So they’ll at least have that!