A sock is a stocking, right?

Don't you love those moments when you look at your kids and go "That's my boy/girl!"?

Me too. They did it again Christmas morning. See, what had happened was....

Even though they don't believe in Santa anymore, Santa still gives them the awesome gifts and Mom gives them the "eh" stuff. You know, like....curtains. Santa wrapped all the presents, including those from Mom, too, apparently. (He stole my wrapping paper.) They all went under the tree Christmas Eve morning.

I'm not sure why I told you that. It has nothing to do with this story. Well, except for the fact that Santa put out the presents Christmas Eve morning, but came back that night to put candy in the stockings. Not very time efficient of you, Santa. Moving along...

For the little ones in the family I made chocolate lollipops and put them in plastic Christmas cups along with wrapped Christmas chocolates. I had a few left over, so before we all went to bed I dropped the leftovers in the kids' stockings. After they were in bed, I added more candy to their stockings and went to sleep.

Christmas morning, about 8-something, I was still trying to catch a couple more hours sleep when my son came in to wake me up, like he hasn't done since he was a little boy. (You've seen my son? Do you know how long ago that was??) He had turned on my apple pie Scentsy to make the house smell good and had the Christmas music playing.

The kids got their stockings down and mine looked heavy. I didn't put anything in it, but the handful of Christmas candy that I had placed in Christopher's stocking was suspiciously missing from his lode. I dumped mine and lo and behold...there they were. Plus some Hershey's kisses that I didn't put into anyone's stocking.

"I can't let you have an empty stocking on Christmas," he said. I didn't cry, but I thought about it.

They've done this before. Actually, I think they do it every year, and every year it gets me. But I reminded him of the first time they did this.

The first Christmas on our own, in 2007, I didn't even have a stocking. I didn't have any of our old Christmas stuff and had to buy everything new. I bought stockings for the kids, but I figured I'd get myself a stocking later. Maybe the next year.

So Christmas morning Christopher got one of his clean socks out of his drawer and both kids took candy from their stockings and filled one for me.

I'm not sure what I did to deserve such fantastic kids, but I am so thankful for them!!

(Of course, by the next year I made sure I had my own stocking. The sock thing was cute, but I mean, it was a sock! I'm just thankful it was clean!)

Hope y'all's Christmas was a good one!!