October 9, 2009


I frequently get those emails that are forwarded and forwarded and forwarded some more. And I usually delete them without reading them. And I rarely pass them on. But this one, from my mom, caught my attention. I don't know who is responsible for writing it. Mom got it from her friend Linda who got it from someone. Who got it from someone else.

The words in purple are not mine. But I thought they were cute and clever enough to share.

How many girls remember making an apron in Home Ec?

Read below:

Notice that a "MEDIUM" is a 14-16... 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 menfolks 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.

REMEMBER: 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.

And since the theme is Aprons, I thought it would be fun to show you some of my special aprons.

These first two pictures show the super cool reversible apron made by a lady my father encountered when he was working in Gettysburg. I like to have the option to wear the pink for pretty or the gray for serious work, like canning tomatoes.

And this is the one the kids made me one night when Allen and I were out for a date. Do you see the tiniest hand print. That says "Scoot" beside it. Which was Ellie's nickname when I was pregnant with her. Actually, it was shortened from "Scooter." They used a little doll to make her print.

Kaitlin is wearing my French apron my parents brought me from the World Showcase at Epcot.

And below are me and my girls in the matching aprons my best friend made for us one Christmas. She has one to match, too. Isn't that a great gift?

And Emma in the one she made her, which matches her daughter's. Who happens to be Emma's best buddy outside of her sisters.

And Elisabeth is modeling the apron she inherited. It has been on all my kids at one time or the other over the years. Yes, even my boys love to put on an apron and join Mama in the kitchen.

The thing that I liked about this email that compelled me to put it in a post was that is sums up a lot about what is lacking in our society. In the hunt for equality and promotions and the "right" to be in a man's place. Our girls have been denied the simplest and most basic of pleasures found only in being a home maker.

God has placed within us, as woman, the innate desire and need to be taking care of our families. We, as the female sex, have spent so long trying to find bigger and better things to fulfill us, that we have lost what was right under our noses.

The arts of cooking, cleaning, sewing and others that are part of making a home and caring for a family, have been put aside for convenience or something more revolutionary. All the time I hear women making light of their inability to cook or organize their homes.

Is it the inability or the lack of desire to learn? Last year, I ran into the mother of an old friend from my teen and young adult years. She told me he had married so and so and worked at such and such. He now had four children, two of whom were the result of his wife's previous two marriages. Trying to make conversation, I asked what his wife does. She said, it has been many years since they got married and she was still trying to figure out the answer to that. "She doesn't clean. She doesn't cook. She doesn't bath the children."

And women are proud of that. We, as a society, are proud of the idea that we have failed in our most fundamental job. Do we consider it an accomplishment when we hear of a man who doesn't work to support his family? Do we see it as a blessing when we hear of a husband that can't or doesn't fix things around the house?

Well, no. They would be a schmuck. Right? So why is it considered an accomplishment when we have abandoned our God-given work for the boardroom?

Anyway, just something to think about.


  1. Ciao Kat!
    How are you?
    I have translated the sentence you have written in Hope's Blog (http://expectationofheaven.blogspot.com/2009/05/god-lives-under-bed.html#comments)

    Molto bello! E' meraviglioso il fatto che ciĆ² ti aiuti a vedere lo scopo per cui Dio ti ha creato.


  2. Ciao Kat!

    I agree with this concept!!!
    "God has placed within us, as woman, the innate desire and need to be taking care of our families. We, as the female sex, have spent so long trying to find bigger and better things to fulfill us, that we have lost what was right under our noses"

    It's so true! Yesterday I have seen a blog, in which a lady, that is now a stay-at-home-mom, justified herself for not working! She said:" Ok, I'm an housewife, but that's because I have chosen to do it, not because I'm not a talented person,infact I'm gratuated!". I think she didn't understand that probably the fact of taking care of her family is a wonderful thing!
    I hope that someday God will bless me giving me this possibility.

    Thanks for visiting me!I'm glad you like my autumn look on my blog!
    Here in Piedmont Autumn is coming, but the temperatures are still warm, but it's strange, because I live in the north part of Italy. In Sicily it's normal, they have very long summers there!
    But I'm looking forward to have cooler and cooler temperatures here...I love fall and winter!

    I spent a month in Liguria (in the north-west near the seaside, it's wonderful there! I was in the country at my aunt's, but quite near to the sea. What a landscape! The air is so good there! The perfect air for my lungs!! I was so "intoxicated" because of my last "not so good and healthy job (I have told about this in my post (http://manuscrazyplace.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-to-lose-weight.html).

    When you need help for the translations or for grammar prolem, just ask me. I'm happy to help you and Hope! :-D

    I wish you a wonderful weekend!
    Ti auguro uno splendido weekend!


  3. Kat,

    I love this post! I think its a great tribute to the things we as women do for our families to make them work. Its a tough job but the benefits are long lasting past anything we could ever hope to get in the working world.

    Love and Hugs ~ Kat

  4. Love all of the aprons. Love being at home and taking care of my family. But I seldome wear an apron. Maybe I should invest in one. It does make you look more homemaking-like. :) I know that is not a word. But you know what I mean. Hope your day is going well today and you have a great trip.

  5. Those were some very neat aprons. And I agree, and find it refreshing others feel the same, it is so rewarding to be at home taking care of the family! :-D

  6. Wonderful post. I agree with it all. It's just...I can't seem to remember to put on my apron. I bought it several years ago...and it still looks brand-new! It just hangs there. Hopefully I'll remember to put it on and use it next time I'm cooking. Which BTW I'm not allowed to do yet...husbands are wonderful things, no?