My husband grew up with a mom who goes all out for Christmas. She has an incredible tree, an awesome snow village that extends throughout her home, and a ton of really pretty decorations around her house...and when he and his brother and sister were kids, she flocked their tree.
I grew up in a family that did not flock the tree. My grandmother put up an artificial Christmas tree that we all decorated together, and she put up a few holiday items in the room the tree was in (and I loved that room!), and that was that.
He loved his childhood Christmas, and I loved mine.
And now that we're grown and have a family of our own, we've carried our childhood traditions into our own decorating. We always get a real tree, though for the first time ever I was hoping possibly for an artificial tree (we had a mishap last year that left our tree standing against a wall for support instead of in front of the big picture window, and it left me wary). I'm glad we have our real tree now though. It's fun going to the tree lot, finding the perfect tree, and the tying it up on the car and coming home part is magical for the kids. There's just something official about it all when that tree's coming home on the top of the car.
Hubby and I compromise (we do that pretty well most of the time ;) ) and every other year we flock it. I've never cared much for it because it's messy, and well, it turns the tree white, lol. And this year, I felt the same. Hubby started spraying. No, he started dancing around the room and spraying, because he LOVES to do it (which makes me happy, I have to say). While he was dancing though, I was internally groaning about the flock...the fumes (fleeting, but still there while spraying), the mess, the curtains! lol But once the flocking was done, and it dried, and we cleaned up the mess, I found myself really liking it. And I think my days of not liking the flock are over.
That doesn't mean we'll flock every year, we'll still do it bi-annually, but it does mean I've embraced it as something that is a part of my tradition too.
How about you? Does your family flock the tree? Do you like it?