It was chaos at the creche scene!

  

The creche is out. They keep stealing Shaun sheep!

This year, the creche scene is up. Finished one year (1992?) on Christmas Eve. They were lovingly made from directions in some women's magazine. You roll cereal box cardboard into a cone, using styrofoam balls, covered with recycled cloth diapers, as their heads. (By 1992 all the kids were toilet trained in my house!) I loved those cloth diapers. We sat on the floor folding them.

I made a YouTube video of the story, Sadie was a bad little girl - onceuponatime. This morning, I had to send in the MASH helicopter (AKA hubby) as the shepherd was down again, his sheep somewhat mangled by a horrible beast.

Despite Father Christmas and a large cat on guard duty...


The shepherds, no longer abiding in the fields.  Unfortunately, the 2013 cats are up to no good, too.

 The Magi arrived with their gifts. 



But later that day,
someone knocked one faithful shepherd flat.  

This one took a header on the manger. He needed stitches.  It was chaos.
Mary was slapped silly. Quick reflexes saved the day. A nearby Persian caught her. But what a scene.
After picked themselves up they wondered: "Who could have been responsible for it all? 
"Last year Max, the other cat, ate the last sheep.", said a king.

"Two years before it was Sable!" said a shepherd. 

"Who me?", said Sady-the-Innocent, -new to the flock. She was sitting beside her friend Frosty, who might also need a quick cuff...  
  



The angel's light shone down. I will be a good girl, she promised. 

 And they all lived to celebrate another Christmas!

¸.•*¨*•♪♫♫♪Merry Christmas ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥

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(¸.·´ (¸.·´ *Jenn