My little blessings and I attended the live nativity at Emmanuel Baptist Church in Cedar Point tonight. Yep, I decided taking 5 small children to a place with fire, live animals, cookies, donuts and hot cider was a smashing idea.

WELL, ha. I was right.

It was just lovely. Of course, I got all teary eyed at the end when I took a pic of my minis to send to their Daddy. But…I’m quite pleased that I didn’t cave to my overwhelming desire to stay home in my jammies and do a lot of cleaning (OR nothing…)

What a gift to my littles to have a little bit of an understanding of what it must have been like so many years ago for Mary & Joseph to travel to a strange place to do God’s work. What faith they must have possessed! And how overwhelming, pregnant with no place to go and no warm bed to lie upon. It gave me much pause to realize how truly gifted we are in our time.

Charley, that sweet bean, says as she is getting tucked in tonight…”Mommy, was that the real Bethlehem?”

Mercy, light of this little family, was quite the lady this eve. Asked by our “shepperd” if she knew who was born on Christmas day, she piped back with “Baby Jesus was!”

Max, my man, was a little overwhelmed with all the business about, so he stuck to me like glue but watched with great interest.

Eva was quite impressed and made me promise to take her back again next year. 🙂

Sam…well he was Sam. Tried to rip the stroller apart to escape, tore his cookie in half before he ate it and entertained the masses with his antics.

As for me?

Just too blessed to be stressed. I’m going to bed with a messy house. And when I say messy…I mean it.

Oy.

Merry CHRISTmas, my friends.

love,

clan mac mama