The Stockings Were Hung by the Chimney with Care…

See what I started?

Please ignore the crazy background. Our house is still a work-in-progress…

These are the stockings that I made two years ago. Now, I know that there are only five stockings there. I also know that we have seven people in our family, eight by next Christmas. But, I am tired of these. Oh, don’t get me wrong – I LOVE these that are hanging over our wood stove, all hand knit and beautiful. But the thought of knitting that (stinking) pattern three more times? It just brings tears to my eyes. Fortunately for me, Chloe is still too young to know that she doesn’t have one, and I don’t really care that I don’t. But, next year, Chloe will need her own, I will have another baby who will eventually also need one. And, while it will never be filled with anything, it would be nice to eventually have one with my name on it, as well. So, next year, I guess I will have to suck it up, order more yarn (I was so tired of knitting these that I used the yarn meant for the collection on other things…), and start knitting. I do have all year, after all. I should be able to do it. Maybe I will even be able to work up a little “want-to” as well.

A girl can hope, can’t she?

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