From 1996 to 1998 I lived in another town here in Southern California. Many homes had manger's on their front lawns at Christmas. All you need is a little hay and a flood light and the message is clear. I've never forgotten that wonderful idea. I hinted around once a year.
Well, this year, I was on a mission. I'm on a Christmas House Walk and decided that this was the year for a manger. I've explained it to my husband and offered to build it myself. That's seriously desperate girls. I think he was more afraid of me touching a power saw than anything. Last Saturday I was gone till 4:30 in the afternoon. Hunky Husband planned on getting down all the Christmas bins. Well, lookie here. I didn't go out into the garage until Sunday afternoon and what did I find? MY MANGER! He actually used materials he already had. Isn't he the best? I really hadn't been nagging him about it, really I didn't. REALLY!