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Cookie Nativity Scene Fiasco

Thursday, December 15th, 2011

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As I was listening to the “Fun Bonding Activities for Christmastime” workshop I gave last year, I realized that I had promised my readers to put a pathetic picture of a gingerbread cookie nativity scene on my blog. (Well, I didn’t say it was going to be pathetic, but I said I would put it up even if it was pathetic, so you could point and laugh.)

Thankfully I found some nativity cookie cutters at a yard sale over the summer. Then I decided that I don’t like gingerbread, so I made a sugar cookie recipe instead. Bad idea. Part of what I hate about gingerbread is that it’s as hard as a rock, so it’s easy to construct buildings out of it. Well, I baked two huge sugar cookie triangles and put chocolate frosting on both sides. Very messy. Then they broke, right in my hands. (If you click on the picture, you will see it close-up. I tried to glue it back together with more frosting, but it was still precarious.)

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I frosted the nativity characters in white, even though you could use brilliant cake dye colors to clothe them in brighter colors. The reason I used plain white was that the entire structure was about to collapse, and time was of the essence. Then I stood the figures up in the goopy icing.

I ran out the door, taking the kids to Awana and having a lovely date night with my husband at a nice Thai place. When we arrived back home, the entire cookie nativity scene had collapsed. Unfortunately I got no picture of the collapsed structure for you to laugh at, because my children all asked if they could have a piece, and they broke the thing apart and started eating it after I said, “I guess so.”

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So here is what I’ve learned through this fiasco:

Tip #1: If you are making a gingerbread nativity scene instead of a gingerbread house, make sure you use gingerbread. Also, the gingerbread is brown and already looks like a stable, so you don’t need any icing.

Tip #2: Get a cake pan lid and cover it with aluminum foil. Then slather it with an entire bucket of chocolate frosting, so that you can stand the cookies up in the goop without the figures falling over.

Tip #3: Decorate the nativity figures before assembling the structure, in case the structure is about to collapse when you assemble it.

Tip #4: Have a sense of humor. This will come in handy when you come home from Awana, just to find that the cookie nativity scene has gone through some sort of natural disaster.

Horse and Carriage Ride

Wednesday, December 14th, 2011

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Every year around Christmastime, many major cities will offer free horse and carriage rides. This year our family bundled up and decided to go. We didn’t even have to wait in line this time. We just climbed up onto the carriage right away. This particular covered carriage had two bench seats that faced each other. The driver introduced us to the horses at the beginning of the ride.

The horses jingled and we went clop, clopping down the street. Except it was crunch, crunching down the street because of the snow. My family started singing “Jingle Bells” until my husband said this wasn’t a one horse open sleigh and spoiled all the fun. I’m kidding. He didn’t spoil the fun. He was smiling just like the rest of us.

Watch my family go on a horse and carriage ride in this video:

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Real Christmas Carols

Wednesday, December 14th, 2011

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The other night, while waiting for a horse and carriage ride, I heard a group of carolers singing “We Three Kings of Orient Are.” The harmonizing was beautiful. Like the Pied Piper, these carolers attracted my children up the stairs to see who could be singing with such angelic voices. It was a group of young people dressed up like the Dickens characters. My kids turned to look at me with wide eyes. We enjoyed their singing until my husband let us know that the free horse and carriage ride had arrived at the building where we were huddled to keep warm.

I’ve always loved harmonizing to real Christmas carols. My best friend would sing the melody, and I would sing the harmony. We wanted to sing every carol in the book. I have such sweet memories of singing with her.

When I was a Cub Scout leader, I led the Christmas caroling at the nursing home for two years in a row. I looked at all the dear elderly people smiling sweetly at the group of children singing with gusto, off key. We ministered to the people there, and it was so easy to cheer them up. I hugged the elderly people before we left each room.

One year our church went door to door, knocking on each door and singing a Christmas carol. We did it for no reason. I don’t remember presenting the gospel or anything. We just sang the songs of the nativity, and the songs themselves told the story…

Journey to Bethlehem: Living Nativity

Tuesday, December 13th, 2011

living-nativityMy family filmed a local living nativity for Christmastime this year. It was called “Journey to Bethlehem,” and it included a road with scenes along the sides. “We need a place to stay tonight,” said our guide to a Roman soldier who guarded the gate of Bethlehem. The soldier didn’t care and was gruff with us. We were told to move quickly. The town of Bethlehem had an open marketplace where a variety of foods, pottery, cloth, and animals were sold. The sets were beautiful, and the ambient noise was realistic.

Apparently we represented a group of Jews, because the Roman soldiers called us dogs. They told us why the Roman empire was so great, protecting people with their armies and building roads.

living-nativity2Suddenly while we were looking at some smelly sheep, a company of (somewhat cheesy) angels flapped their wings with music, and the angel on the top riser said, “Do not be afraid; for behold, I bring you good news of great joy which will be for all the people;for today in the city of David there has been born for you a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. This will be a sign for you: you will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.”

A shepherd yelled, “Let us go and find this child!” We followed him to a stable where we found Mary, Joseph, and baby Jesus. When I reached this point in the tour, for some reason I felt choked up, almost as if I was a shepherd on that first Christmas night long ago, finding the King of Kings had been born in a manger.

Here is our family’s tour of the living nativity: