This weekend, I began the process of decorating our house for Christmas. It's a fairly large job and one that gives me pause each year. Is it really worth it to go to all this effort for a few weeks only to have to pack it all away again? (Especially since I know I will do the bulk of the work by myself.)
Each year, I do it anyway so that my kids can have a special holiday.
How much do they notice? It's hard to tell. Kids take stuff for granted and mine are no exception. I would only really find out how much it means if I didn't do it, and for now, that's not something I'm willing to try.
So for the next week, I'm going to be hanging lights, draping garlands, cursing timers, rescuing ornaments from the cat, and stringing snowflakes for the world to see. And by world, I mean two special pairs of eyes.