A Night In Bethlehem

On Monday evening, I took Pita and AB to a local church's rendition of Bethlehem. We met the rest of the clan there.

This church really does it up right.

To enter, we had to be counted for the census and pay our taxes. There were Roman centurions. Shepherds. Wise men (Soccer Boy was a wise man!!). Angels. Mary. Joseph. And Baby Jesus.

There was a bread maker. A cheese maker. A fisherman. A weaver. A potter. A coppersmith. A carpenter. A butcher (complete with real meat hanging in his stall, including a cow's tongue).

There were goats, even some with huge horns. And sheep. And donkeys. And camels.

There were even people in jail for not paying their taxes.

We may need to get some help for these girls in the future. When we left, I asked each what their favorite thing was.

Pita's answer: "That big horny thing."

AB's answer: "The jail."