In 2008, my then kindergartner student made the *only* Christmas ornament from school I’ve ever liked. His teacher had the kids put white paint on their hands and hold an ornament in their tiny hands and then she painted the handprint to look like snowmen.
Cody’s dog attacked the ornament and chewed big holes in it. I cried. I almost threw it away because it was ruined. I put it in a little baseball display box instead and I display it every year. Cody had promised to make me a new one and never did. So every year when I pulled it out, I would harass him about his damn dog eating my Christmas ornament.
This year Cody and both boys made me snowmen ornaments. My cousin Erin is going to paint snowmen on to their handprints for me.
And every year, I will STILL harass Cody about the ornament his dog ate and how it took four years for him to replace it :-p And he will love me anyway.