This little gingerbread man fell into Jesse's 2 1/2 year old hands back in 1997. Ruined?? Oh hell no, it's one of my absolute favorites. I can still see the look on his face when he was caught red-handed with the permanent markers he wasn't supposed to play with.
It became 'artwork' that I treasure. Jesse laughs when he looks at it now.
I love this little mouse in a walnut shell, and the fact that the real live mice that sometimes live in my attic and haven't eaten the walnut each year still amazes me. I've lost a few ornaments over the years before I switched them all over to a Rubbermaid container.
One of my favorite times of the whole year is when that box comes down from the attic. I always tell John, if we ever have a house fire that's one of the first things I'm grabbing......well I'd probably go for the fire box and the photo albums too, but its definitely in my top 3...after the kids, lol.