Saturday, May 8, 2010

A Tribute to Grandma's Apron

The 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, 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.
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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.
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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.
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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 knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner.
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It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that "old-time apron" that served so many purposes.
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Author Unknown. 

13 comments:

Sherry from Alabama said...

Your apron is lovely and I enjoyed your post! I always wear an apron when I am doing housework (I need the pocket for my IPOD.:)

You have a beautiful blog! I have signed up to be a follower and will be back when I can stay longer. Happy Pink Saturday!

Sherry @ A Happy Valentine

Ann said...

What a beautiful post. When I was a little girl around 4 my Mom told me I went to gather eggs in my dress and fell on the stoop of the hen house and broke them all!!! The apron has certainly taken on a whole new meaning for me. Great post. I am becoming a follower and Welcome to Pink Saturday.
Ann

Say It With Roses said...

Happy Pink Saturday and Welcome....Happy Mothers Day, too!
I loved the story of the apron...my grandmothers always wore aprons of all styles...I don't remember my Mom ever wearing one....and while I love them and have one, I use as decoration in my kitchen...lol! How times have changed!
Blessings,
Jil
PS What a gorgeous family you have! We, too have nine in our family, but we are a blended family...I came with one girl and three boys and he came with four girls and we had one girl together!

Rebecca said...

Now yours is a blog I will have to return to! Not much time at this moment so I will come back again to read more.

Happy Pink Saturday and thank you for your sweet visit. I love seeing your family and reading of your joys!

A Blessing!

xoRebecca

© Jennifer Raley said...

I love the photo and the post is awesome. It's so so so true. I miss that. Wow. Thanks, Jenn Happy Pink Saturday and welcome (I'm still relatively new to Pink Saturday myself, only been posting a few months. It's fun!) Thanks, Jenn

Cherie said...

Love it! I long for the good 'ol days sometimes! I definately am an old fashioned girl.

Debbie@Debbie-Dabble said...

What a sweet apron! Lovely!
HPS!
Debbie

Teena said...

I really like the floral print in the apron, its so pretty! Welcome to Pink Saturday <3

Jen said...

I am here from Friday Follow! I am your newest follower. Stop by when you get a moment.

I love aprons! I wear them a lot.

Vintage French Hen said...

9 KIDS???? WOW! You deserve a medal girl! Happy Mother's Day and Happy Pink!! Very sweet posting about the apron:)
Marcia

Gail said...

Great post and such a beautiful family. Happy PS

Fun With This and That said...

Very nice post. Hope you had a nice PS and Mothers Day. Laura

Alaina said...

This is so true, my grandmother was one of those apron ladies. The one apron lady I remember best was an old neighbor who used to sweep the stones off the cement walkway everyday. When my brother and I were little we would go over and HELP Mary Ethel with her cooking. She always had a treat for us and let us help her with the choirs. Memories.