Better late than never

So we finally got around to acting out the Nativity. Is it terrible that it's two months late?

It feels a little terrible.

We probably would have forgotten it completely, but Megan would not let it go.

Not on her life.

Mark wasn't home...so....

It got a little crazy. I was sweating.

Mary, Joseph and the donkey were laughing. The Angel was jumping off the arm of the couch.


But I have to admit that it was pretty neat to have a live Baby Jesus.


And to watch a big brother help his little sis to conduct Family Home Evening for the first time.


Next year we'll try to get it in before the New Year.