if you knew me, you'd know i don't go too far down the decorating-for-the-holidays path. honestly, i wish i did. i have the fondest memories of my childhood home decorated with garland up the stairwells at christmas time, nativity sets out (including a precious moments one that i would play with for hours) for their once-a-year unveiling, otherwise hidden away in boxes amongst their newspaper cushioning for most of the year. decorating lends itself to excitement and fanfare about the whole holiday, right? it's worth doing. but sometimes, the whole thing stresses me out and if it doesn't end up looking like the front page of cottage living, i'm all, "why bother?" plus, doing it right costs money. duh. i mean, i always get a few mums, two or three pumpkins, and some gourds, maybe a glittery skull, but that's about where the path ends for me.
i'm going to try to do better (starting this year! evidence above!). i seriously enjoy it, the kids are so excited to see it (and help do it too), and when the house is quiet at night and i look around at the trinkets and such that help ring in the celebration, it makes me happy.