Stockings Are Hung
The boys are home sick today, watching a lot of TV and cuddling on the couch. Both of them have fevers, and Robin has a bad cough—this seems to be a secondary infection piggybacking on an earlier stomach virus. Nonetheless, there’s something heart-warming about seeing them curled up together on the couch.
I also get a rush of happiness just looking at our stockings. Each of them was made for us by one of Sam’s sisters, except for Sam’s own stocking, which was made for him thirty-five years ago—probably by his mom? They are such tangible evidence of family and love. They make me really happy.
And Davy’s is my absolute favorite.
Lookit that adorable owl! Wearing a scarf! I can’t get over it.
