Jesus, Mary, and… Laurel

My daughter’s irreverence for the Nativity is just adorable, isn’t it? I think she’s riding on Nestor, the sacred donkey of yore? She took turns riding all the humble manger animals, but I think Nestor was her favorite. I don’t think Joseph is approving. And Mary looks like she’s trying to ignore her. I do that sometimes too, sister. Ah, the build-up to Christmas begins. I can’t wait to celebrate the birth of little baby Jesus, and to leave cookies and milk out for his big, bearded, red-suited grandpa. Or something like that. *grin*
Laurel in the manger