After feeling sick all evening and night over the lost Christmas stockings, I cried on my mom's shoulder this morning on our daily phone call. I told her how sick I was about losing one of the two most precious things in my Christmas stash (stockings being one, my ornaments being the other) and she said, as if it was nothing out of the ordinary,

"Well, I do have those two stockings that you gave to me after you got Reese. Do you want those? I can send them in your box that I'm getting ready to send this morning."

I must've hit a new decibel record with how high I shrieked!!!

"You have two of those beautiful Russian Christmas stockings like the one the boys have????"

"Yeah, you gave them to me as gifts. Do you want them?"

I couldn't believe it. I think I saw stars.

I had TOTALLY forgotten that I had bought stockings for her as souvenir gifts when I went to Russia for the boys!! I still don't remember them!! It has been 11 years since I've been home to Seattle, so I guess I just forgot...!!

Thanks, Mom, for saving Christmas!!!