Oldest Son jumped in the car and, as usual, downloaded his day for me. I love it!
Algebra II exam - easy; Chemistry exam - easy; Writing exam - hard.
Hard? You do well at writing!
Well, she gave us the question, "What are your family's Christmas traditions?" and we don't have any.
Oh my . . . perfect Christmas-y day blown to smithereens!!
Immediately my mind went into action! No Christmas traditions! All good moms have Christmas traditions. This can't be true. I need to:
#1 - Contact the teacher and explain to her all the good traditions that we have . . . don't we?!
#2 - List out for Oldest Son all the wonderful traditions that he has forgotten.
#3 - Come up with at least 6 new traditions to start this year.
The longer I thought, however, I realized Oldest Son was exactly right. There just aren't a lot of Christmas traditions in this family.
He happens to have a mom (me!) who is easily bored, hates ruts, and is easily distracted.
Red and gold tree 2 years in a row? New color scheme this year! Everyone else does big turkey dinners on Christmas day? Let's do hors d'oeuvres! Advent wreath 2 years ago, visit to holiday lights display last year, let's watch the Christmas story movie this year.
He's right. This family is painfully short on Christmas traditions!
So either one of two things is true. Either (a) I'm the worst mom in the whole, entire world, or (b) I'm the most exciting, spontaneous, and creatively un-boring mom in the world.
Or maybe there's a third option. What if my desire and passion to mirror the love of the Heavenly Father every day is really the most important thing in Oldest Son's life. And what if even after I've done the best mirroring I can do, it really is all His grace and His good work.
Maybe neither my spontaneity, litany of Christmas traditions, or goodie-filled Advent calendar is what the Good Mom/Bad Mom title hangs on.
Whew! I sure hope so. Because if this child's emotional stability is riding on a home filled with Christmas traditions, he's going to need a lot of therapy.