This was supposed to be my Christmas post.
That didn't happen.
Better late than never right?
For Henry's First Christmas we crashed the nativity scene at our local City Hall and placed him in the manger when he was only 4 weeks old. It was adorable.
Kind of wrong I guess, but adorable nonetheless.
This year I thought it would be fun to keep the tradition going with Henry @ 13 months to see how much he has changed in a year.
But he did not quietly sleep in the manger for us this time, instead he knocked over Baby Jesus in his attempt to silence Mary.
That's my boy.
Happy New Year!