In my family, this is when Christmas really begins:
This is our ward Primary’s nativity pageant. This year featured a very nervous Angel Gabriel:
A cow with sideways horns (my mom said, “Hey, there could have been a unicorn in the stable, right?”):
Three kings who couldn’t stop smirking:
Best of all, there was an adorable singing angel Eleanor:
A happy shepherd Jeffrey (he’s to the right of the kid with glasses):
And a sweet star William.
During the performance, poor William was stuck in the glare of the spotlight, so he looked like this:
Don’t nobody scowl like Wimmy. But he was cheered up afterwards with one of these beautiful angel cookies:
Trust me, they tasted as good as they look. They were made by a lady somewhere on the other side of town who bakes and sells custom sugar cookies out of her home. SO IMPRESSIVE. Brian and I bit the wings off first, to make them “ecclesiastically correct” angels. Eleanor said she liked them because “they look just like me!” You be the judge:
Best of all, all of the grandparents were there to watch. Shoulder rides from grandpas are very important, especially if you’ve worked hard at memorizing the words to “The First Noel.”