The story of Christmas is a pretty amazing story anyway. Put it in the hands of a preschooler and you’ve got a whole new spin on things.
It all started with a plaster nativity set. You know the ones they sell at Wal-Mart? Grandma had sent one up a while back for Princess Creative to do her magic. Of course, Mommy doesn’t always look very closely at things, and I failed to realize what it actually was (I thought it was a bunch of farm animals, honestly.) We had been trying to figure out what exactly we could make nativity people out of, and had been hoping we’d find some old fashioned clothespins or something.
Upon the realization of that hey, we had the goods, the creating commenced. She painted the figurines. They look like they either had a day at the mud spa or are really lacking in personal hygiene. Once this important part was completed, I offered to help her build a manger out of cardboard. She refused. She told me she had something in mind, and disappeared upstairs.
She returned with a box from her room. She hoards this stuff upstairs, you know. Then she began collecting recyclable items from all over the house. What resulted was an amazing manger with all of the state of the art stuff. Because nothing is too good for the messiah, you know. It includes:
Skylights, lamps, and adjustable windows-Because mangers are notorious for poor lighting.
Room Service-Because room service played a very important role in the divine moment.
Hot Tub-This must be where the animals party.
Then she sets everything up in the living room. She confesses that she can’t find baby Jesus. What I SHOULD have said was that baby Jesus is born on Christmas. What I said instead: Go find it. When she couldn’t find it, I told her to think of something else she could use. So she compromised. Now we have two wise men, joseph, a lamb, a Sonshine Family baby with crib and teddy bear, three Barbie dolls… and the list goes on. The manger is the place to be, complete with lots of Barbie baby toys. I understand the Hello Kitties came by to hang for a spell already.
Its probably good that we do not own an Elf on the Shelf. I’m sure if he came by there would be all kinds of bad things happening.
So people with the cool mangers you bought at Target, don’t judge! It may not be pretty, but it came from a very beautiful imagination. I still think she believes a manger is like a motel, just with animals, but we’ll go with that.
We had a neat one as kids. It was one mom had made from a stained glass kit. Very pretty. I can remember being obsessed with the whole idea of the nativity. And angels. I always wanted to play the angel in the pageant but never did. I’m not sure why I wanted to do that. I must have wanted the Jelly Toast. You know, from Hark the Herald Angels Sing-“With the jelly toast proclaim…”
Did you have a nativity scene as a kid? Was it homemade or store bought?