All families have their traditions; ours is traveling. I’m not very good at making things, but I’m great at going places. So after my son was born, I began marking the seasons by visiting certain places year after year. In the fall, we buy apple pie and go apple-picking. In spring, we visit the baby animals at the farm. The list goes on and on.
I didn’t consciously make these yearly treks into family traditions, but that’s what they became. When life gets a bit hectic, it’s comforting to have these little rituals to look forward to.
I’m here to give hope to those parents who often feel like their crazy, busy life makes it impossible to make any room for family traditions. Take a day trip this weekend. You don’t have to make, or bake anything to celebrate spring; at least, not this weekend. This Sunday, just find the coolest garden in your city, and go spend your day strolling it with your kids. Then go again next year, and the year after that. That’s one relaxing family tradition, everyone in the family will look forward to.
Nowadays, my son looks forward to our family’s traditional day trips. I wonder if he’ll feel the same when he’s older. Probably not, but I don’t really care. When he’s sixteen, I’ll still be dragging him to see those chicks at the farm, even though he’ll rather be checking out chicks at the mall. It’s family tradition, goshdarnit.