Ooooooh lookey here!! It’s time for my cute daughter’s birthday again and so you know what that means— a few more pieces for her nativity.
Just look at this little cutie! Awwwww….
This little guy is soooo adorable, I have to tell you–he was hard to give away.
And now we have handsome Mr. Donkey. He turned out a bit bigger than I expected. No, like bigger than Joseph. *Sigh.* That’s what happens when you don’t have the original pieces to use as a reference. GIANT stable animals. We’ve decided to pretend that everyone is kneeling–except the huge animals.
I must say, THIS nativity set has a ton of personality.
If you’re a Cheetos connoisseur– like Miss H and I are, then you know there are many ways to eat them that are considered “proper” depending on the circumstance you find yourself in.
For instance, there is the dainty “Nibble, nibble,” most often used to avoid embarrassment at large gatherings, where people insist on talking to you, even when your mouth is full.
Then, there is the the voracious “Starved Wolf,” made popular at family barbecues when the chips are out but the meat is still frozen.
And who can forget the Cheeto-fangs-beat-plastic-fangs “Vampire,” method seen at scout camps and sleepovers for the last four decades?
You’re on your own to visualize these particular techniques. Sorry.
One of my personal favorites, as our girl here is demonstrating, is the “Seagull” technique. You know, an actual Cheeto in one hand and the other–and entire ARM, if possible–securely poised in the bag, making it impossible for anyone to take what is rightfully yours. Somewhere off in the distance I hear those charming aquatic birds squawking, “Mine-mine-mine-mine-mine-minemineminemineminemine…”
Hey. A fresh bag of Cheetos can do that to a person.