button, button, who has the button?

Button, button, who has the button, oh where can it be?

I have a few buttons! This is one tin of three that was in my mom's sewing "stuff."

I'm coming down to the wire for Christmas preparations - the kids arrive today. On Sunday, I was designing 2nd little grandson's Christmas stocking. Nothing like leaving this project to the last minute. Anyway, the project was moving along very well. I had supplies from 1st little grandson's stocking plus some other doo-dads that would be fun for this one, except there were no eyes for Santa. 

I have had these button tins for years and in this moment of what-to-do-for-Santa's-eyes, it hit me (or maybe it was Mom giving a nudge) - use the buttons. I dumped a tin on a bed and sorted and sorted and sorted until a matching pair showed up. I tell you, my mom was a saver. She took buttons off old shirts which she used for rags. She was from the generation that lived through the Depression and back then the de-buttoned shirts were used for making quilts or a child's toy.

Santa has his eyes and all that needs to be done is make the loop for hanging the stocking. But first, an early morning grocery run!