Ritual and traditions no matter how large or small are a huge part of my memories of my childhood. Growing up in a large family, I have to imagine it was hard for my parents to make each one of us feel special/loved/noticed on a regular basis. Life was busy with an age range of 13 years between the oldest and youngest as well as having a child with special needs in the middle.
I wish I could ask my mom how she did it. As I reflect back, I think it was the little things such as doughnuts, bedtime rituals, frequent trips to the library, and a constant sense of stability. In a time where kids have and expect so much, I try to keep it simple. It's hard. My husband and I have created new rituals and traditions by tweaking how we grew up. Hopefully our children will think fondly of the simple things we do as a family and when they are adults, they create their rituals.