My sister-in-law Misty left a comment on yesterday's Nativity picture laughing at Dave (her husband) and his expression. She mused, "I wonder what he was plotting." As luck would have it, I was having a conversation with my Dad as to that very thing. I think it was something like this:

Time to fess up, Dave! You knew exactly what you were doing.
And as for today's pictures:
Day 3~
This year we had Aunt Lori (mom's sister) as Mary - with the blue shawl - and Grandma Widdowson (mom's mom) joining Chris on shepherd duty.

Which is apparently pretty hard, what with all the time you have to split between tending the sheep and playing Atari...
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