Annabelle spent days holed up in her room sculpting and painting this nativity set for me as a Christmas gift. Her father made trips to the store for more sculpey, provided advice at crucial moments, and did all the baking. I love this gift with all my heart. I love that I can see her fingerprints in the clay.
I love how the baby Jesus can sit in his little makeshift cradle--but he can also be cradled in his mother's arms. (Will you look at his cute, tiny baby-face features?)
I love the big-eyed, adoring cow. And I love how Joseph leans on his staff, looking at his family with wonder and pride. (It's such a good story, whatever you believe or don't.)
Annabelle said she's sorry she didn't have time to make wise men--she had to move on to making her father's felt communicator-pin Christmas ornaments. But she promises to add to the set next year--I, for one, can't wait.