You are only a kid once.

I remember crying last year around Halloween because I felt like I was the only one around here who cared anything about the holidays. Miguel could care less whether or not I decorated or anything else. He may quietly appreciate deep down, but he's not going to initiate anything. My children were too young to know the difference and I was so bummed about it. I realized that my mom and dad ruined me. They were so good about doing so much fun stuff for the holidays. Our house was always decked out and we did lots of fun activities. Now I'm the mom! It was so much more fun when I wasn't in charge. I realize that my mom created that Christmas spirit in our home. If I don't work hard at, there will not be a Christmas spirit in our home for my kids to experience. This is another one of those mother appreciation posts. The insight I'm gaining this year is that "you are only a kid once". Santa only visits for so many years, you can only go trick or treating for so many years, you get the idea. As Pres. Monson mentioned in his conference talk, these years will pass all too soon, so I'm out to live it up the best I can with my kids and help them have the best holidays possible, even if that means I have to plan every family party or activity. Maybe one day my kids will write nice things about me and say "Thanks Mom."
As a side note. I think that they should teach in those marriage prep courses at the Y that you should look at how your spouse's family celebrated the holidays. I think you would have a whole lot more fun if you traditions and expectations were similar. Don't worry, I still love my husband, I'll just have to drap him along for the ride!