No little angel of mine graced the play this year--that's Ryleigh below--Annorah flatly refused. I had her little white dress on, her wings tied and her halo in place on her curly head. And she systematically tore them all off. Also, we had no one representing among the sheep. Isaiah was not interested in being herded down the isle in an itchy costume. But, all things considered, a priest, a Rabi and a Mary is not too shabby. Plus, a handsome man of ours featured in every set change, hauling bits of Bethlehem here, there and everywhere.
