All the Christmas Decorations are packed and ready to go back to the cellar - with the exception of one small but important piece.
Baby Jesus is MISSING!
We have searched the house high and low, Harrison just can't remember where he last air-lifted him to.
Yes, I said air-lifted.
Um, well he probably watched ONE too many Christmas videos this year with me being sick and all -
Be warned of the dangers of viewing Mr. Bean...
After watching this the next morning baby Jesus was airlifted by a toy fire-hose to the firehouse and shortly thereafter Mary, Joseph and Jesus' bed were transferred over ending with a fireman saying "Ahem".
Unfortunately, a few days later baby Jesus was carried off once again and on Christmas morning there was no baby lying in the manger.
Thus the search began.
We're still searching.
I blame it on that pesky Mr. Bean.