Every year we receive a box of fruit from Clare's godparents.
This year, the box has become a ready-made nativity.
|Puts all those tubes from toilet paper to good use.|
|(The lighting is kind of cool on this close up.)|
Our three wise men have been moving across the kitchen
counter top for a while now
and everyday, when we light the candles on our advent wreath,
Marianna sings happy birthday.
We. love. advent!