This wooden nativity crib has been in my partners family for years. It doesn’t feel like Christmas until this has been setup. It’s also a bit of a cat magnet so it’s on 24 hour watch protection.
My partner told me the full story behind the crib unfortunately I can’t remember the details. If I had known the future I would have absorbed all the facts like a sponge. But you don’t, you assume that your life won’t change and every christmas your partner will open the crib box and recite the family tale.
But Christmas still comes every year and you need to make the most of it. So the crib is dusted down. The cats have been warned. Our son has asked how old the crib is – I have again said it’s old but not sure how old. And now it’s time for the mince pies.