When I packed up Christmas this year, I forgot to pack Baby Jesus with the nativity. I didn’t realize that Becks knew that, but he was searching hard for something one day last week and when I asked him what, he told me, “Baby Jesus. I know he’s around here somewhere.” Two minutes later, I walked into the living room to this:
I asked what the animals were doing. “Worshiping baby Jesus” he told me! Wise animals!
March 3rd, 2010 at 2:04 pm
That is precious!