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.
What about you, who filled/fills your stockings?