This is one of my favorite ornaments, and probably our oldest one. When I was little, my mom, dad, and I each had our “special ornament” – mine was my dove (which over the years sort of fell to pieces, and was very sweetly replaced by Kendrick last year), Dad’s was a motorcycle-driving Santa, and Mom’s was this figure skater. We got her a fancier one a few years ago, and this dilapidated little thing was subsequently handed over to me. I was a competitive figure skater until about age 14, and my mother still ice-skates (we started taking classes together when I was about four), so this ornament never fails to stir up some nostalgia.