Away In A Manger

    While waiting for the fog to lift, in hot Atlanta, I decided to download some of my photos and chat.
    I think most of them I will post on Facebook, I like to spread my wealth.
    This bliggity blog is about my son, Hart's nativity masterpiece.

   
  I think he did this in early Sunday school class. Maybe 4 years of age, and huge leaps ahead of the pack.
  All of my children hated Sunday school, until years later when donuts were introduced. This jewel of art, of our saviors birth was pre-donuts! So it even holds a higher place on my nativity scale.
  I like that through the years, Mary has tried to lay down, she is tired!!! Joseph has the biggest smile, and the sheep is very puffy! The backdrop of shinny blue is still holding strong and there are a few pieces of hay still in the manger.

My very favorite is baby Jesus, who is wrapped, I think, in hospital gauze!!!

I like that Hart saw fit, to make the baby in the manger, a little chubby. As a mom, you always want your children well fed! so I appreciated his thoughtfulness, that no skinny Jesus was going in our manger.
  Hart turned 31 this year, and I still drag out this precious shoebox manger. The Christmas season, is so full of memories, Hallmark moments all around.
    I fondly remember mom's nativity set, that I played with like paper dolls. Hours were spent moving and setting up the manger on Kenmore Street. Each year it seemed, there was a piece missing, I think Tommy may have buried them in the yard, with his plastic army men. Mom's Jesus was stuck to the manger, and I always thought that was a big design flaw.
   I love the baby in the manger, and that he can be moved, into our hearts.