My grandparents often told of their Christmas stockings. They always contained a piece of fruit, usually an orange, a stick of peppermint, nuts, and small toys. Sometimes maybe even a silver coin could be found inside.
As a child I had a red velvet stocking with my name embroidered on it by my mother. Since we didn't have a fireplace, we always hung them on the wall. The stocking was actually always one of my favorite parts of Christmas morning. All those secret small gifts inside, and candy galore!
I would always get up before everyone else on Christmas morning. I sat there with the Christmas tree lights and would first feel all the lumps and bulges in the stocking then silently I would dump out the contents of my stocking. I can still remember the feeling of seeing each little thing appear.
Marshmallow Santa's, a bag of chocolate coins, Avon lip gloss in cute shapes, Tinkerbell perfume, bracelets, rings, jacks and all kinds of fun little trinkets. Then after looking at it all, I would put it back inside as though I had never seen it and wait for everyone else to get up.
This is the eighteenth blog in the series by GeneaBloggers Advent Calendar of Christmas Memories 2012.