someone else mentioned, and I also have to ask...what do the kids think?
I have the "good" stocking that Mr. Dawbs got for me hanging in it's place....
But there's also the cheap, ratty, old stocking with my name, badly mis-spelled, on in glitter (by my great aunt--who never came to our house at Christmas time, no feelings that needed to be spared) for my first Christmas hanging prominently.
My parents got us "new" stockings repeatedly over the years, but always let us choose which of those stockings to put up...and my sisters and I have always put up the originals.
(and Great-Aunt Reva is probably amused by this to this day)
You'd sometimes be surprised how attached kids are to their traditions, regardless of the tacky factor.
Sigh. Of course the kids are attached to them. They attach themselves to everything remotely traditional about the holidays.
Case in point. Years ago, when my oldest was a baby, we were struggling to live on one income. It was possible, but we cut out every little expense, including meals out. On Christmas Eve, we decided to treat outselves - to Wendy's. A single with cheese never tasted so good.
As the years went on, we continued to splurge on Wendy's for Christmas Eve. Money became less of an issue, and we went out to eat more often, even to real, sit down restaurants. But on Christmas Eve, we were usually in a rush and needed something quick for dinner. Wendy's it was.
A year or so ago, I suggested that perhaps we could do something different from Wendy's. Singles with cheese are great, but my 40-year-old stomach (and waistline) can only take so many of them. The girls were horrified. "We have to go to Wendy's. It's a tradition
Which is why you'll find our family at Wendy's on Christmas Eve. The servers always seem less than thrilled when we walk into the empty restaurant at 7 p.m. Christmas Eve. Little do they know the important role they play in my children's holiday memories.