Jesus, Mary, Joseph...and all the crew!

Despite my gentle but firm requests to "leave Baby Jesus alone," I came in last night to find this:


Needless to say, I may not be artistic but I did take greater care than this to arrange the Nativity Scene. Apparently Evan took the liberty of redecorating while I was in at the computer frantically searching for airfare to Missouri.

For some reason, spying the updated look of Bethlehem made me laugh hysterically. Was it holiday stress? My perpetual "laugh or cry" mentality? Or just the fact that this new configuration resembled something strangely akin to a college fraternity party, with way too many co-eds crammed into the stable... Perhaps we'll never know.

All I know is that one of my major sources of the Christmas spirit this year is about three feet tall with beautiful blue eyes, blond hair, and the ability to melt my heart when he says, "I lub you, Mama..."