You're stocking's been hung, over your urn, with only a pink rose inside. This rose is cloth, because Mommy can't stand to watch anymore of your flowers die. Daddy picked out this one for you and me, and hopes it is perfect. Your stocking's pure white and so big you could have fit into it! Nana found it for you just a few days ago. I'll fill it up, baby, another pretty pink everlasting flower for every Christmas I spend missing you. Christmas will always be pink for us, in memory of you. Hanging with your stocking, is a pink Santa hat, that Mommy couldn't resist buying for you. You would have looked so adorable wearing it for your very first Santa picture, and when I look at it, I can almost see you.