Today our daughter turned six.
“When exactly?” the Girl asked during breakfast.
“About an hour and forty-one minutes ago,” K laughed. It seems that little more than that hour and forty-some minutes has passed since then — certainly not six years. Certainly not 2,191 days. In hours, it seems even more daunting: 52,594.
Our day ended with the Polish community’s traditional Christmas pageant. The Girl played an angel, and K and the Boy were Mary and Jesus — a Baby Jesus who already sits and claps, and squeals.
And so the Christmas season feels as if it’s officially begun.
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- Looking for accomdations
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- Prayerful
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- Audience
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- Shepherds approach
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- Angels sing his praise
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- Fr. Theo filming
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- Silent Night
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- “Look! Here come three kings!”
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- The Kings appropach
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- Paparazzi
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- Mary and Child
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- Post-show excitement
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- Fr. Theo chats with Mary and Jesus
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- Fr. Theo and Guardian Angels
The performance from 2011 is here.
The performance from 2010 is here.
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