You can tell a lot about a family by how their Christmas tree is decorated, I’ve decided.
There are those people who have coordinated thematic trees complete with light strands that never burn out because they are organized and with it. There are those people who have new color schemes each year that are gorgeous beyond belief, because they are fashionable and with it. Then there are those people who have fancy and expensive ornaments on their tree with lights that blink in time to music because they are wealthy and with it.
Then you have our tree with a million homemade ornaments from preschool and kindergarten, made with popsicle sticks or bad photographs. Next to them are other simple, but loved ornaments that wear chipped corners and scratches with pride. The few fancy or elaborate ornaments dwindle in number each year as the children pursue their decorating duties a bit too vigorously, while the amount of decorations with cartoon characters increase.
And don’t get me started on our lights. These lights go on or off without warning, perhaps depending upon the barometric pressure or electrical surges or some other mysterious force as their inspiration.
What does our tree tell you? That we are overly sentimental, a little cheap, kid-focused, and completely and totally not with it.
And I wouldn’t change a single thing.