Parenting
By Jenna Thompson
Updated: Dec. 19, 2023
Growing up, my family didn’t have a lot of extra cash, but my siblings and I were blissfully unaware during the holiday season. My parents worked magic, creating unforgettable memories that didn’t rely on the size of their wallets.
The enchantment didn’t come from extravagant gifts wrapped in shiny paper. We didn’t return to school flaunting the latest trends or new gadgets like many of our friends. Instead, we cherished the experiences that held a unique magic—one that can’t be found at a store or in a catalog. Those memories still warm my heart.
Every Christmas morning, my mom would bake cinnamon rolls. Before we could rush down the stairs, she’d pop them into the oven, turn on holiday tunes, and illuminate the Christmas tree. Even now, I can vividly recall the aroma of those rolls and the music playing softly in the background. It was a comforting routine that filled our home with joy and warmth.
People often think money can buy happiness, but I firmly believe otherwise. If it were possible, I’d bottle that blissful feeling from my childhood Christmas mornings and sell it, because I know it would bring in a fortune.
When I became a parent, I was determined to recreate that same warmth and love for my own kids. I wanted them to feel the kind of coziness that makes your heart flutter and wraps you in a secure embrace. But somewhere along the way, I lost sight of that goal.
I had a wake-up call one day while shopping with my youngest, who was wailing in the toy aisle. I found myself tossing toys into the cart for my older children, desperately trying to check off everything on my holiday to-do list. I was stressed, racing against time to find matching outfits for parties and finish the baking I had promised.
Looking at my son’s red, tear-streaked face, I realized I was doing everything wrong. Instead of creating magic, I was draining it away by chasing perfection. What I truly wanted was to be home, cozied up with my family by the tree, watching holiday movies or decorating cookies for Santa.
Reflecting on my childhood, I recalled how my parents focused not on how much they spent but on the quality of time we shared. They crafted memories filled with laughter, quiet evenings baking cookies, and nights spent watching It’s A Wonderful Life with snacks. They never rushed to create a perfect holiday; instead, they embraced the simple joys of being together.
During the holiday season, our kids will remember the atmosphere we create. They’ll notice if we seem joyful or if we’re simply going through the motions. Children can sense stress, even if it’s masked by festive decorations and delicious treats.
They’ll remember the glow of the Christmas tree at night, the sound of us wrapping gifts, and those little moments like letting them have an extra candy cane before bed. They’ll cherish the memories of driving slowly to admire the holiday lights while listening to their favorite Christmas tunes.
While a long wish list may bring temporary happiness, the real magic lies in the unexpected, everyday moments. It’s found in writing letters to Santa with a parent, the scent of freshly baked goods, and the first snowfall. Those are the memories that will stay with your kids, and now that you’re a parent, they’ll resonate with you too. So, as the hustle and bustle of the holidays approach, remember what truly matters.
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In summary, creating lasting memories for your children during the holidays doesn’t require spending a lot of money or stressing over details. It’s about the moments you share, the love you express, and the comfort of being together. So when the holiday season arrives, take a step back—your kids will thank you for it.