so...i started putting up the Christmas decorations before we left for our Colorado trip to visit my mom for Thanksgiving. it was bothering me that Bobby did not have a stocking, so i whipped one up before we left.
aaahhh...now that is better! i had a little stocking making party of my own....listening to christmas music and sipping some coffee and a quiet house while the kiddos were sleeping.
i must say...i got super teary eyed looking at our mantle and seeing all of our stockings hanging.
our little family.
all represented by silly little handmade stockings.
i think this won't be the last time i get weepy at this...
in fact, i have cried no less than 10 times in the past month just realizing that my baby-making days are behind me. a good type of crying...a nostalgic cry...or rather a complete-ness type of crying.
silly how stockings can make a mama cry! silly...but so representative of our family to come in the next Christmases...our building of tradition...our togetherness at holidays...
okay make that 11 times :)