The week after Christmas is when you’re supposed take your tree down.
This year we had two and I suspected that the one in your bedroom would be the toughest one to actually put away.
We told you a few days in advance so that you could savor those last few nights with your hard-earned Christmas tree.
You looked at us and simply asked why?
Why do we have to take the tree down?
And Daddy and I stopped and looked at one another.
Why is that? Where is that rule written?
So, we packed away our big tree and allowed the whimsy of Christmas to stay in your bedroom.
This morning, I walked into your room and saw that you had removed most of your ornaments from your tree and “decorated” your entire room.
Small shimmery ornaments hung from every knob, pull, and hook.
My first thought was to tell you that although we were letting you keep your tree up, you would have to leave the ornaments on the tree.
But then, I asked myself why?
Why shouldn’t you be allowed to be a four year old? Why couldn’t the ornaments hang from dresser knobs?
Where is that written?
Ralph Waldo Emerson once wrote,
To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.
You decorate that dresser, Katie.
And I’ll sit back and marvel at your creativity and joy.
With a heart full of love,