My mom is the best at making holidays memorable and special. She always has these fabulous ideas and quite frankly, I owe my craftiness to her. I can recall many holidays, especially Christmas, where our kitchen was busy with us making cookies, candy or the kitchen table cluttered with us embossing stationary. One year she indulged my sister and I, as we were persistent on wrapping our own gifts of colored coloring pages. Ha! That was a gift wrapping challenge! It's so funny that at almost 27 years of age, those special memories are still being played out. For example, this morning.
I woke up to the incredible smell of turkey roasting and laying across the kitchen table were the most beautiful, handmade, vintage stockings. She actually found the time and made them. She had discussed this idea with my sister and I a couple weeks ago and with our busy schedules, I thought "yea, that would be awesome, but it's not going to happen". She proved us wrong. She's also persistent. Did I mention that? She made each of us our own beautiful stocking, and one extra, that she says is for my future husband. Does she know something I don't?