Our life...as documented by ornaments...

(I totally copied this idea from Jodi.)

Once upon a time there was a funny guy that loved Star Wars and Mexican food.


He met a girl who looked like a mouse and liked to sew.


Wait. I think the author is a little biased against the appearance of the girl in this story. She is now in her thirties and saying goodbye to the youthful look she once had. Let's try again.

A long, long, long time ago, in 1996, boy met girl. They fell in love in 1998. They got married in 1999.



Eventually Very soon they had a precious little girl. Her name was Rachel. She started dancing at a young age and hasn't stopped since.


A few years later the most snugly of all their children entered the family. She made them laugh (and sometimes cry.) She brought joy and music to their lives.


And then, after two lovely little girls, God decided it was time for this little family to experience a little man. Asher came to be part of this wonderful family.

In many ways he completed their troupe. They could say "Party of five" when eating out.

But their poor mom was a bit frazzled, and a few years later when they decorated the tree a terrible thing happened.

Asher opened a box and found many ornaments with baby pictures on them. He carefully lifted each one out and asked, "Is this me?" "No, sweetie. Those are all of your sisters," the mom sadly replied. You see, this mom had never had Christmas pictures made of her third born. She had never created an album to document his life. She had been too busy caring for three little kids to remember such important, but non-pressing, matters.

Then, to the rescue, came Super-Grandma. She swooped in with a package from Macy's containing ornaments to remember each precious life.

Fittingly, Asher's ornament was a snowflake. You see, they say no two snowflakes are alike, and the same is true for children. While Asher does not have a special baby picture ornament, he does have a family that loves him dearly. He is a unique gift from above. He shines brightly, not because of what is packed away in a box as hidden treasure, but because he reflects the light of others. He is sensitive and caring, yet strong and creative.


And it is because of the three children that there is so much noise joy in this special home at Christmas time.