This is the very first Christmas stocking that I made. It was the Christmas of 1982, and I made it from a kit I bought at King's in Blackfoot to use for Adam's 2nd Christmas. (We had a "Baby's First Christmas" stocking which was used for all of the babies.)
When Veronica was born, I looked for a kit to make a stocking for her, and the one I found had a blue background with Santa and his reindeer, which I decided looked more like a boy, and this first one I made looked more like a little girl with the dolly and teddy bear. So after I finished stocking number 2, I switched the name "Adam" off of the first stocking, and used glitter to make it say "Veronica." For each child, I found more stocking kits, always felt, always sequins. I sometimes think I should make new stockings for everyone, but there are so many memories in these little felt stockings.
This is the first year since it was made that this particular stocking won't be filled by Santa. Veronica and Kyle are spending Christmas in Kentucky, and I'm excited and happy for them to get to spend Christmas with Kyle's family this year. But I was just a little melancholy tonight as I was putting out all of the stockings. I couldn't find them for the longest time, then finally tonight I remembered where I had put them for safe keeping a year ago...in Veronica's closet.
I'm glad you found it and we wish we could be there to spend Christmas with you, too. We will try to video-chat you tomorrow after we all recover from our mornings.
ReplyDeleteI love that stocking. We miss all of you and are a little jealous you get to be together, but you can be jealous of the 2-year-old here to entertain us. Also I have an alarm on my phone of Emily saying, "Wake up, it's Christmas!" And we stole all your snow here. But you can still fill my stocking if you want.
ReplyDeleteI made a little garland for our tree this year out of felt, and I just realized why I equate felt with Christmas, and it's because of our stockings.
(Also, wasn't Veronica's Closet a show? Ha.)
And also I've been complaining to every person I know about not going home for Christmas, so maybe you can take a little comfort in that.
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