My specials are the ones we handle with care. The ones that get re-wrapped in tissue after every season. They are spread out on the dining room table so as not to get stepped on in the decorating process.
They each hold a special memory for each of us. Whether it be the "Baby's First Christmas" ornaments that we have for each of the children. The special little angel we bought after we lost Baby #1. Or the "Our First Christmas Together" from 1998. Even the super silly ones like my hot dog with a face and arms and legs, or the Magic Pickle, or Jim's Howdy Doody ornament. They all bring a smile or a sweet memory or even a somewhat sad memory. But that's why they are special. They invoke thought. I love the ones the kids made also. Those get a spot right out in front so I can look at them and fill up with pride thinking of all their hard work.
We have an 8 foot tree and are usually looking for places for ornaments by the time we are almost done. We have so many special ornaments now that they fill the tree. But gosh it's beautiful when it's done.
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