And this is long, so you don't have to read it! My father-in-law cut out wooden ornaments like these, and my sister-in-law and her friends painted then sold them to raise money for a children's charity. In 1980 we were awaiting the birth of our son Kenneth (before expectant parents knew the gender of their baby.) The ornament was waiting for his arrival when his name could be added. But Kenneth waited until January 2, 1981 to make his appearance, so the year was wrong, leaving an orphan 1980 ornament...
