Wyatt was bemoaning the decor associated with various holidays, case in point: Halloween. “I hate the stuff everywhere. Ick, I’m just so glad we don’t have all that stuff.
Now it must be said: Wyatt hates “Stuff.”
It also must be said: I am not the least opposed to stuff, I just walk down the decor aisle and feel totally overwhelmed and unable to coordinate and create decor of fabulousNESS. Thus, I push the cart faster, and invariable go home empty handed.
But THE VERY NEXT DAY as we drove through the neighborhood, Olivia observed to her father:
“Daddy, everyone else has their houses all ready for Halloween. They are so cool. We don’t have anything for Halloween. I wish we did.”
Nothing like the social commentary of a five year old to change the tune of a father’s heart.
For family home evening we made decorations. Pumpkins and bats for the door. And I even bought a halloween ghost at the grocery store. Add those to the pumpkins and cornstalks from the Smith’s, and we are MO IN THE SPIRIT of halloween. Olivia is so happy.