We got the baby a stocking, because this is technically his first Christmas, despite the fact that he spent it in utero. We didn't go so far as to put anything in it yet, because our ridiculousness only goes so far, but it's hanging on the mantel with the rest of the family...snuggled next to ours. We were picking through all of the stockings, rejecting each one for not being quite right. Some were okay, but they just didn't say "baby" to us. And that's when we found it; on a peg over our heads off to the side. The moment I pulled it down, I knew it was the one. When I showed it to my wife, she confirmed that she agreed as well. We had our baby stocking.
The stocking itself is shaped like a cute little elf with curly hair coming from under the edge of his hat, an actual bell jingling on the point of his hat, a scarf around his neck, and little elf ears that stick straight out of the sides of the stocking. With a pleasant smile and a twinkle in his little elf eyes, he is the cutest thing. To go with it, we also got an elf stocking hanger that looks almost identical to the stocking. That way both of them match and our baby will have a stocking and hanger all his own...no sharing with anyone!
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