Just because it's a tradition doesn't mean you have to do it again, you know. We have some tree ornaments I don't really like, but up they go every year.
You might want to rethink that Darth Vader ornament. Never quite understood that.
"Where should I hang this Dark Lord who oversaw the deaths of hundreds of millions of people?"
"I don't care, but not next to Santa Mao or Father Stalin. Space them out."
But then again, tradition! Like the Elf on a Shelf, which was somehow a tradition the first year it was sold. No one had thought about having an elf on the shelf, but suddenly you're thinking "How did I miss this heartwarming tradition? Was there an animated special? Must buy Elf on Shelf."
It's possible it wasn't a tradition at all. Several years ago at a board meeting for a company that tried to sell small humanoid figurines, the CEO said "Listen up. Sprite on a Kite didn't sell. Don't even ask about Imp on a Pimp. We have to think of something else. We have a million of these things in the warehouse."
And thus a tradition was born, and now people put up a little tattletale in green felt who calls the home office to report on what you're doing. "Alexa, open the secure channel to the North Pole."
Here's a tradition you might rethink: making the kids sit in Santa's lap. In my favorite picture of Daughter on old Nick's lap, she looks as if she is completely resigned to being eaten. I think she's 4. "Well, it's been a good life, but now I will be baked into a pie."