The other evening I was straightening up the living room after the children had gone to bed. As most of you know, there is no use doing it while they are awake. I was picking up a few things beside the wooden manger scene that my J-Mom painted for me one Christmas. My father cut it out of wood and she painted it up knowing that one day I would have children and that this would be the manger scene they could play with. I notice something a little different...
Do you see it? Let's take a closer look...
Yes, someone in my house has put baby Jesus in a little pink cradle. Oh, how sweet!
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Their is no doubt in my mind that Sydney deceided that Jesus wanted a pink cradle to sleep in so she sacrificed hers for him. (Kinda like the year she picked out Barbie plates and napkins for Bill's birthday...Gampie wants these Gammy; he likes Barbie!) She is a very giving child!
Such a sweet and thoughtful child she is! Baby Jesus so needs a pink cradle.
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