Digging into my Christmas stocking is one of my favorite parts of Christmas morning. I love chocolate, for one thing, and my stocking was always full of Christmas chocolates. We always saved our stockings for last on Christmas morning. I think this was due in part to the fact it was impossible to keep me and my sister from tearing into the presents under the tree as soon as we spied them.
I don’t think I have the stocking pictured here anymore, but I do have the personalized stockings that my mom had made for me and my sister after my sister was born. I pull these out when she comes to visit for Christmas. I also still have my mom’s stocking. Can’t bear to part with that.