This one is very mooving. Glory to the moo born king!
There are several incarnations of blessed animal sets…this one is for all the crazy cat ladies:
Bah rump pah pum pum…meow…
There are dogs, too, of course. This schnauzer set is homemade…I know, hard to believe.
Nativity cupcakes seem strange to me primarily because they aren’t edible.
Yummy Baby Jesus!
You can even take a bath with a holy family of rubber duckies. I wonder if they squeak/squirt.
Many of the sets are for both decorative and practical use. You could use the thimbles as you sew for the church all year long. Mind where you put your fingers. Several scenes are made with blonde children…it’s a creepy recurring theme and I can’t understand why.
This one is a tea set. You can drink out of a sheep’s back and put sugar in the camel’s hump under the chicken lid…
St. Joseph’s teddy bear head pops right off to accommodate creamer.
More adorable blonde children (and no baby Jesus?)…
The hands down winner of weirdness is the clown water globe nativity!
And a bonus bit of eBay holiday magic…the headless gingerbread man. Enjoy!
We love our two Boston Terriers. A lot. Maybe it’s because we don’t have children that we spoil them like we do. Let’s just say they are very well cared for. But…we know they are dogs and not people.
So looking at these photos, I wonder if a line has been crossed somewhere.
I really can’t decide.
Obviously a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel or a Doberman nativity scene would be ridiculous and in poor taste.
But a noble Boston Terrier looks natural in the loving tableau below, n’est pas?
Surely Our Lord loves a Boston Terrier in a special way.
Thanks to http://thecrescat.blogspot.com/ for this photo, which resonated with me immediately.
I’m sure someone was provoking this adorable child, probably a smelly boy.
It’s not her fault.
She’s clearly an angel. A saint in the making. I’m sure she’ll remember the smelly awful boy in her prayers tonight.
A nun at a Catholic school asked her students what they want to be when they grow up.
Little Suzy declares, “I want to be a prostitute.”
“What did you say?!” asks the nun, totally shocked.
“I said I want to be a prostitute,” Suzy repeats.
“Oh, thank heavens,” says the nun. “I thought you said ‘a Protestant!'”
This one is from Father Mark, our brand new Priest:
A parish goes through stages with a new priest:
The 1st year “Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord”
The 3rd year “ Are you the one who is to come or shall we look for another”
The 5th year “ We want Barrabas”