This past Christmas Eve, we went to my aunt and uncle's home for what they called, "Follow the Star". We together, watch the Luke 2 movie, and then everyone follows the star (a light on top of the barn) out to the barn where there was a live nativity. Zoey was asked to be the angel. All Christmas season long, I was trying my hardest to teach Zoey why we celebrate Christmas, and about the Nativity Story. I still wasn't sure if she put two and two together. Then I came into the barn, fully expecting her to yell, "Look at me!" and twirling on top of the hay bales. Instead I found a quiet Mary, holding a little 8 week old baby boy, a sturdy looking Joseph, and an angel. Perched atop a hay bale, draped in white, looking down on the nativity scene with a calm, quiet sweetness. 
Then I knew. She got it.
Jan 11, 2009
Chirstmas Angel
Posted by R A C H A E L on Sunday, January 11, 2009
Labels: Christmas
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this is SO sweet - what a great experience for all of you to have, but like you said, especially her! She is beautiful!
She was so angelic up there on the hay - she took it all so seriously and afterward, didn't want to take her angel costume off. It was a sweet moment I won't forget
What a great moment. She is angelic.
That is so touching. What a sweet little story. It's amazing to think they can comprehend so much at such a young age.
She is beautiful! I miss having you in our ward. Waaa.
How did I miss this post? I love it.
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