Who Wants to Debate Stay-at-Home Moms v. Working Moms?

January 30, 2009

KIDDING!! KIDDING!! I just thought we all had so much fun on the breastfeeding topic, I may as well try to keep you engaged.... haha.

Anyways....... On to a different topic. Completely. Promise.

I have always loved wearing aprons. Inexplicably so. An apron to me means so much more than a practical way to keep my clothes clean. All of this thinking about aprons went on on a subconscious level for me, however. But when Adriana (of Sarah Palin and Pumpkin Soup fame) sent around this email the other day, it really hit home.

I think I love wearing aprons because it makes me nostalgic for another time.

The History of Aprons

I don't think our kids know what an apron is.

The principal use of Grandma's apron was to protect the dress underneath, because she only had a few, it was easier to wash aprons than dresses and they used less material, but along with that, it served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.

It was wonderful for drying children's tears, and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears.

From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.

When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids. And when the weather was cold, grandma wrapped it around her arms.

Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove.

Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron.

From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables.

After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls.

In the fall, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.

When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.

When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner.

It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that 'old-time apron' that served so many purposes.

Grandma used to set her hot baked apple pies on the window sill to cool. Her granddaughters set theirs on the window sill to thaw.

They would go crazy now trying to figure out how many germs were on that apron. I don't think I ever caught anything from an apron.
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I think if I were to treat myself to another apron, I would get darling one. I could totally see my grandma wearing it.

2 comments:

  1. i got this in an email from my aunt saying that it reminded her of my great-grandmother. she wishes the two of us could've met because we would have had a special connection.
    i can't resist an apron either....it just kinda gets you in the mood to be domestic.

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