So, here’s another one of our Christmas tree ornaments–a pretty little gift box tied with a bow. Very appropriate for a gift-giving holiday, wouldn’t you agree?

Except–that’s not why I have it.

Once upon a time, Mom used to give all of us a new ornament every year. Often they were Hallmark ornaments, but not always–but there was always one for each of us, including the dog.

Then, one year … around 1987 or 1988 … Dad opened his Hallmark box to get his ornament (aww), Patty opened hers (awww!), Mike–my (new?) brother-in-law–opened his (awww!) But, when I opened mine … no ornament!

Apparently my box was from the sample ornament they had hanging at the store, and Mom bought the empty box by mistake.

So, naturally, we put the box on the tree. And we have every year since, too.

But, that first box ornament? The NEXT year, Mom saw this pretty ornament and chuckled to herself, thinking how funny it would be to give me a box on purpose this time. That Christmas morning, we had opened all the presents and were happily sitting around the tree when Mom and Patty looked at each other in horror … they’d misplaced the box and it hadn’t made it down to the tree at all. I was ornament-less again!

Except, of course, that Mom was able to find it upstairs–it was small and had slid behind a pillow or something.

Obviously, it’s trickier giving me boxes for Christmas than you would think.

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