When I was a little girl my grandma made my brother and I our Christmas Stockings. They were made out of Red felt with our names on them, mine had a girl snowman and my brother got a boy snowman. They were embellished with sequins and little bits and pieces that little fingers could explore. When I was young I was more concerned with what Santa was going to put in my sock than appreciating the detail work that went into the making of it. You see no pattern was used, my Grandma did everything free hand using the tools at her disposal which was her imagination and her gift of creating magic with her hands. I can't remember how young I was when she created those stockings, they were part of every Christmas as far back as I can remember. I do remember that the year of my sister's first Christmas (my sister is 7 years my junior) my Grandma created a stocking just for her - it was similar to mine but unique to her. Santa Claus continued to fill my stocking well into my adult years and I believe the my stocking was passed along to me the year that I had my son - the same year I created a special stocking for him.
I continued the tradition with the creation of my son's Christmas Stocking, but I did take a short cut by purchasing a plain stocking that I embellished. I continued the tradition when my daughters came along.
|Our stockings from 2009|
|Our stockings from 2007|
|Christmas morning 2009 - opening up the stockings (notice the movie playing in the background, which is another Christmas favorite)|
|Opening the stocking Christmas morning 2009|
Christmas is a day of many things.....but memories of past Christmas are always something to cherish, I am so thankful that I have the memories as well as the "tangible" reminders of the Christmas stockings.