Wednesday, March 3, 2010


Baby Jesus disappeared right before Christmas - protective fire hose and all.

I knew it was only a matter of time before he would show up...albeit long after the Christmas decorations were packed away; and I was right.

 One morning right after we started the process of packing to move, the G.I.D. let me sleep in, as I lay in bed in blissful rest for the first time in weeks (Holiday illnesses were relentless) Harrison came and jumped on me with excitement,

"Mommy!! We found Baby Jesus!" There he was, over a month later, back in Harrison's hand. As he had pushed his fingers down the side of the arm chair, Harrison's fingers made contact with the little Jesus.

That chair was the ONLY place in the house we didn't look.

All is well in the little manger again.

I guess that's a highlight of moving - we've found many things that have been {temporarily} lost for some time.

Now we just need to get Baby Jesus back safely in his Christmas box.


Christina said...

Welcome back, baby Jesus!!

carrie said...

Woo hoo! I wondered if Baby Jesus had been located because MISSING was up on your blog for quite awhile! :-)

natalie said...

Welcome home, Baby Jesus!!

When are you moving? Where are you moving?

Brittany said...

Ok- so I am behind... but YAY Baby Jesus! :)