Parents of small children do a particular form of penance before Christmas. It’s called Elf on the Shelf.
The elf appears in different unexpected places around the house every morning for a month before Christmas. Every night you have to conduct a military-precision extraction operation and then reposition the elf someplace fun. Sometimes parents forget to reposition the elf and then, rumors have it, their fate is unenviable.
Then there are the dreaded Insta parents who come up with whole installations for their elf and proudly post the photos on social media. It’s as if the whole point of their existence were to make busier / less perky parents feel bad about ourselves.
Jokes aside, nothing beats creating some magic for a little human being even if it does entail tying yourself into knots to make the elf appearances go smoothly.