Every year no matter where we're living we hang the stockings with care. They are magically filled through the night between Christmas eve and Christmas day.
I made the reindeer stockings years ago for myself and the big guy. The third (the one with the red and green stripes) was made for third daughter upon her request for one. I got the pattern from a magazine, either Better Homes and Gardens or House Beautiful in the 70s or eighties. I have hunted high and low for a copy of the magazine as I have lost the pattern. I would like to duplicate more for the sons-in-law. We could have a whole team of reindeer in case it got foggy one night!
The other crocheted stocking were done by a friend of my mother in law. Each time I got pregnant she made a stocking for the impending child. The first had just the snowman's head and hat. The next a full body. The third had a giant snowman and scarf and some other decoration to make it unique. First daughter always felt short changed a bit due to the size of her snowman. And, the fact that he only had a head.
But even when we the poorest of starving students while getting a degree with three small children in tow, the stocking were hung and filled.
Traditionally each must have a toothbrush, an orange and an apple. Then, anything goes. Hair ties, barrets, candies, small games, crayons, you name it. They're intended to be fun and surprisingly they are always the last thing opened and studied with care.
Such fun we mortals have!
22 December 2005
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