Last night the church had its Christmas Pageant. The story, “Singing from the Stable” (written by our church secretary) was lovely. There were parts for everyone, including Eleanor and Saralyn, who were a sheep and baby Jesus.
We have the whole thing on video tape, including Eleanor re-arranging the scenery and falling over her costume onto her head. Center stage. Yeah, buddy. That one’s mine. Her parents would have rushed out to help her, but we were laughing so hard we couldn’t get up. By the time we recovered, she had too.
Tony and I could not have enjoyed ourselves more. I hope you get the sense of it from these few pictures. Faces are smudged to protect the minors.