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My mom made us Christmas stockings. They were made out of see-through netting, mine was greent with red adn gold trim and had my initial on it. My sis's was red with green and gold trim and also had her initial on it.
We always got up very early on Christmas morning. After several "can we get up yets"? with "NO", my mom or dad would say . . . okay you can get up now and take your stocking into your bedroom for awhile.
You could kind of see what was inside the stocking because it was see-through, but not really - you could only guess what was in there . . . and sometimes you were wrong.
Usually oranges, nuts, christmas candy or chocolate, and some small little (and not expensive) toy, or toiletry item when we got older. When we were little there was usually something we could play with, at least for a short time before we began the "can we get up yet"? again.
My stocking is now 60 years old . . . and I get nostalgic and emotional when I take it from the boxes each year when I decorate . . . it contains so much of my mom for me.
My mom also made the same style of stockings for our children . . . and I still have them here in my home. While I hang them up (on a pole light) each year, they are not used nor filled. We have not done stockings for several years now. But rather, "Santa" brings and places loosely and unpacked under the tree - a puzzle, a colouring book and crayons, some magazines, and some chocolates that are enjoyed by all throughout the Christmas Season.
We always got up very early on Christmas morning. After several "can we get up yets"? with "NO", my mom or dad would say . . . okay you can get up now and take your stocking into your bedroom for awhile.
You could kind of see what was inside the stocking because it was see-through, but not really - you could only guess what was in there . . . and sometimes you were wrong.
Usually oranges, nuts, christmas candy or chocolate, and some small little (and not expensive) toy, or toiletry item when we got older. When we were little there was usually something we could play with, at least for a short time before we began the "can we get up yet"? again.
My stocking is now 60 years old . . . and I get nostalgic and emotional when I take it from the boxes each year when I decorate . . . it contains so much of my mom for me.
My mom also made the same style of stockings for our children . . . and I still have them here in my home. While I hang them up (on a pole light) each year, they are not used nor filled. We have not done stockings for several years now. But rather, "Santa" brings and places loosely and unpacked under the tree - a puzzle, a colouring book and crayons, some magazines, and some chocolates that are enjoyed by all throughout the Christmas Season.