Since our tree is now up, we’ve been feeling quite festive and the story of Jesus’ birth has been ready on our lips.
I was surprised at how tender the Happy Buddy became toward the little clay Baby Jesus.
He wanted me to make a little Play-Doh bottle for Jesus (which – as the Happy Buddy informed me – Jesus used to guzzle a whole 7 ounces!).
I have no gift to bring… That’s fit to give the King… Shall I play for you… on my drum? I played my best for Him… Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum pum…. Me and my drum…