beginnings of "THE FIRE-PIT"

My parents are building a fire-pit in the back yard.  Personally, I think we ought to call it the "steak-pit" in reference to Father of the Bride.  But regardless, any project is a hoot with my family.  They literally were debating the exact location of where everything should go for AT LEAST an hour and never came to a solid solution:)  But, the benches are now made, and my only input is that we can't rid of the trees with the ivy climbing them.

day 24: nativity

We always act out the nativity on Christmas Eve.  This year had a few improvisations.  B was Joseph and E was an Inn Keeper with me.  B decided that he really needed to ride the donkey (Hubs) so pregnant Mary had to walk along-side acting quite uncomfortable at that:)

As B knocked on the Inn's door, E popped out and said "No Room!" at which point B busted through the cardboard and entered anyway.  E joyously sang out "Wow!! There really was room in the Inn!!".  I love the innocence and love of children.  We had such a special time celebrating our Savior's birth with our family.