These are some of the highlights from the evening...

A delicious traditional dinner was served by some of the men in the ward, consisting of: ham, turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, corn, rolls, and jello salad. For dessert, we had my grandmother's recipe of Easy Chocolate Eclair, yum yum! After dinner, the primary performed a play I wrote, titled "In A Manger". It began with the older boys in the primary dressed up as Bible and Book of Mormon prophets who prophecied of the Lord's coming: Moses, Isaiah, Micah, Lehi, Nephi, Alma, and Samuel the Lamanite.


"Mary, Mary, hush, see the child. Joseph, Joseph, look, see how mild. This is Jesus, this is our King, this is our Savior, His praises we sing!" I chose the theme "In a Manger" for this ward party, because I feel that this simple phrase really speaks of Christ. He is a man who was born in humble surroundings and raised in a lowly environment, and yet He is our Master, our Redeemer. When He came to this earth, He had nothing except the love that surrounded Him. LOVE. Love from Mary, Love from Joseph, Love from all who came to adore Him. He was born in a humble abode, and yet He has the greatest power: He made it possible for us to have immortality and eternal life through His atonement. We are instructed to be more Christ-like. And we can do it: we can simplify our lives, we can fill our hearts with love, we can be people of integrity, we can choose to become like Him. He wants us to follow Him. He wants us to return to our Father, and He made it possible for us to do so, even from His very birth when his mother laid Him IN A MANGER.

When we were leaving the house, Jonah asked dad "Where is your chainsaw? We need a chainsaw to cut the tree down." Dad explained to him that the tree will be small enough to cut with a handsaw, not a giant tree like the ones that we cut up for wood with a chainsaw.
This was the first year I've actually had the opportunity to hike up the snowy hillside--usually I'm on the trail with the youngest child, watching and waiting to see the cut tree that comes rolling down the hill reaching the ground before the boys.
This year I especially enjoyed spending time with Josh looking for our own skinny tree, while the boys hiked on with Grandpa and Uncle Gideon for theirs. We don't have much room in our small house this year for a big tree, so we chose one that was pretty lopsided, because we knew we could shove the naked side up against the wall to conserve space.
I absolutely love it, even with its imperfections. I am so grateful for this annual tradition of ours. And although we went later than I had originally desired, and even though it was very cold and snowy, we had a great time! Now we are finally ready for Christmas!













