While growing up my parents were very traditional in our family's Christmas Eve celebration. We don't do everything exactly how they did, but it did make for magical Christmas memories, so we've tried to follow suit.
Peter was baby Jesus. It was his one and only chance in life to be baby Jesus and I'm sorry to say it, but he did a terrible job. He would not hold still and fussed a lot. I understand the actual baby Jesus probably squirmed and cried as well, but it just wasn't working for me last night.
That's an image I'd like to remember in my old age.
The big kids get cold, hard cash from the Grandparents. Everybody is happy.
Nice photo bomb Clark. And you say you don't want to be in pictures. I'm not buying it.