Growing up we had the usual red felt stockings with our names written in silver glitter across the top. Our mother hung them on the back of our front door in the little house when we were small and going up the stair posts in the big house when we were older. When my husband and I bought our house with a fireplace I was thrilled that we could hang stockings form the mantle, like in story books and magazine pictures.
As a quilter, I made our stockings. They were white with an applique on each: an angel or tree or Santa. One year our daughter decided to they needed further enhancement and colored on them with a permanent fabric marker. (Why did I leave it in her reach??)
Our son’s stocking is different from the rest. His is crocheted in red & green yarn. Why? He was born on the evening of December 23. When he was brought to me on Christmas morning, the nurses had put him into the stocking which they had sewn. They even snapped a Polaroid of him, peeking out the top. The best filling for a stocking ever!
This year I have made a new set of stockings, patchwork in greens, reds and golds. Our son will be married soon and I think a more adult stocking is appropriate. However, I put away the crocheted stocking carefully. There may be a time when a new generation can use it.
Written in response to Geneabloggers Advent Calendar of Christmas Memories. Click on the link to read Christmas memories from other genealogists.
I love the look of patchwork. These are lovely stockings, especially with so many in a row. They make quite the statement. Your son's crocheted stocking had to have been the generous ministry of some loving person. I've heard of ladies' groups making knit caps for newborns but never stockings. That's just so neat!ReplyDelete
They are beautiful, Colleen. I remember those red felt Christmas stockings too. They were ok but I knew I always liked stockings that were handmade or different. Yours are wonderful and they look so nice hanging from your mantle! Merry Christmas to you and yours.ReplyDelete