Last year I wrote this post about my feelings on Christmas, which included disappointment that we were still in the dark about when Ian and Alec would come home ... we were so close! - but not close enough to celebrate this long-awaited holiday with them.
Then, in a whirlwind of agony and fear and relief and joy, less than one month later they were here. Home. And this year has been another type of whirlwind ever since! :)
One of our family traditions at Christmas is the fabled stocking. Each of our three older kids has his or her own personalized velvety Christmas stocking, and I remember looking online last Christmas and considering whether I could order matching ones for Ian and Alec and somehow get them down here to Chile.
It would be expensive, however, and tricky to ship. So I waited and when the holiday season rolled around this year I was delighted to find very similar stockings right in our local grocery store here in Chile! They weren't personalized, of course, but that was easily solved by a quick trip to the downtown feria which is home to dozens of seamstresses and embroiderers who ply their trade vigorously at this time of year.
In a matter of an hour Ian and Alec had Christmas stockings to call their own and I was deeply satisfied. Finally a dream come true - "and the stockings were hung" ... all FIVE of them!
Then, in a whirlwind of agony and fear and relief and joy, less than one month later they were here. Home. And this year has been another type of whirlwind ever since! :)
One of our family traditions at Christmas is the fabled stocking. Each of our three older kids has his or her own personalized velvety Christmas stocking, and I remember looking online last Christmas and considering whether I could order matching ones for Ian and Alec and somehow get them down here to Chile.
It would be expensive, however, and tricky to ship. So I waited and when the holiday season rolled around this year I was delighted to find very similar stockings right in our local grocery store here in Chile! They weren't personalized, of course, but that was easily solved by a quick trip to the downtown feria which is home to dozens of seamstresses and embroiderers who ply their trade vigorously at this time of year.
In a matter of an hour Ian and Alec had Christmas stockings to call their own and I was deeply satisfied. Finally a dream come true - "and the stockings were hung" ... all FIVE of them!
stockings for our Haitian sensations
big kids with their stockings last year
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This is the second year Sophia's stocking has hung with her brothers' on our mantel. Lord willing, next year she will be here to celebrate with us!
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