Monday, December 3, 2012

GRANDMA'S APRON

As I looked through my kitchen drawers the other day, I ran across this apron.
It was made for me by my Grandma King and I have a blue one similiar to it that my Grandma Bray made. They both laughed when I requested them several years ago, but seemed happy to make them for me. Now both of them are gone, but I smile whenever I see those aprons and think of my childhood and how often my grandmas and mother had one on. I don't wear my aprons often.... in fact, not in years, but they are so special to me and bring a flood of memories whenever I see them.
Not long ago, I saw this poem on a friend's site and found it very touching as it reminded me of seeing my grandmas do many of the same things. Hope you like it:
Grandma's Apron
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-folk 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.
People now would go crazy trying to figure out how many germs were on that apron.
I never caught anything from an apron…
except Love.

~Unknown


I also remember how my grandmas used the pockets to hold their clothespins while taking clothes off the line and how flour always seemed to be on the apron from frying chicken, making biscuits, or rolling out pie crust. On Sunday dinners at Grandma's house, my sister, my cousin, and I would have one tied around us while we helped with dishes. Funny, the memories that an object can bring back.....


Saw this at the dollar store today and couldn't help but buy it for it Christmas. Not very functional, but I think they'd like it. :)


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