Dino museum |
Grandma got run over by some teddy bears |
Grandma and Nathan read some stories and we sang some songs and then acted out the nativity. This time we dressed up as shepherds (most of us), turned off the lights, and the angel (Grandpa) appeared and told us Baby Jesus had been born. We took our candles and sheep (teddy bears) downstairs and found the Baby Jesus and finished the story there. Grandma asked each of us how we have served someone. Aunt Mannie read the Cajun Night Before Christmas. Then we had the traditional grape juice (substituted for mulled wine) and shortbread.
Our sweet little shepherd |
We finally made it to Nathan's parents' after more shoveling, and after S's dollhouse was assembled, and after we all got ready. S fell asleep on the way there, but I was glad she could have a nap. We had a lovely dinner, visited with a brother and some of his family, and played Nathan's new Star Wars trivia game.
Christmas morning |
Darth Vader (or Dark Vader as S says) mug |
S and her dollhouse. The best part about it is that it has a working doorbell! |
I felt a lot closer to the Savior this season. I let Him in better than I often do. I'm grateful for the humble circumstances of His birth. I think it's fitting that shepherds were the first to hear of the birth of the Good Shepherd. I know Jesus Christ lived on earth long ago and that He lives today and I'm so grateful for that knowledge. I'm grateful for the light He brings into my life, which is as much as I'll allow. I'm also grateful for all the things and people that help redirect me to Christ. I need those constant, gentle reminders.
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