My sister, many years ago, made custom stockings for everyone in my family. At the time Dear Wife and I only had our three boys, and as such only the five were made. After daughter child was born, another (final) one was commissioned. They're the same size, however the loop they hang on was slightly smaller on hers. It didn't matter until...
Recently, as Dear Wife was redecorating she made up a new place for them to hang (yea, we don't have a fireplace). Some fancy looking wooden knobs were brought in for them to hang on, and it was all assembled and set up. Once finished, she hung the stockings.
But daughter child's was too narrow to fit over the knob. "It's alright" we said, "we'll fix it tomorrow, seeing as it's already pretty late right now"
The next morning, the boys bouncing around the house, I woke to find my daughter desperately trying to hang her stocking. She saw it sitting on the end table nearby, and thought it was overlooked. Her inability to hang the stocking was rather distressing. Fortunately, she's at least old enough to understand why once we explained it to her.
Still, imagine being five years old and thinking your stocking is being left out.
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