Stockings are my favorite part about Christmas morning. I love digging inside to pull out all manner of unexpected trinkets and gifts. When I was growing up, I looked forward to the contents of my stocking more than opening my gifts, I still do. My parents put our stockings up right after Thanksgiving and then all month long my siblings and I and Santa's elves (Mom and Dad) would fill the stockings with all sorts of goodies. It was always fun to come home from school and see a new lump in the stocking. We spent hours speculating what it could be and even more hours thinking about the perfect anonymous gifts to give each other. On Christmas morning our stockings were full to overflowing and always contained an assortment of writing utensils, an orange, nuts, candy, random coupons for breakfast in bed or a no chore day, and then a whole bunch of other, well, stuff. It was great.
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Kenny's family hung their stockings after Thanksgiving as well, but they went empty all season long. Then Santa, and ONLY Santa, would come Christmas Eve and fill them with goodies. I see the merits of this approach, but I just don't think it is as fun as filling stockings all month long. Kenny and I debated this our first Christmas together when I dutifully filled his stocking throughout December and my stocking hung limply by bereft and forlorn. I don't know if he agrees with my approach, but he acquiesced so that is how we do it now. We put things in the kids' stockings every other day or so and they wake up every morning and immediately investigate if anything new has appeared. They love it and we love their enthusiasm. |
What about you, who filled/fills your stockings?
2 comments:
We've always done it Kenny's empty boring way, but I love your approach! We may make a change around here.
Santa filled ours up. But we always had oranges, nuts and the lifesaver holiday box!
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