Every year my mom puts a small manger under the tree, before even one gift appears. When we lived on Palomar Mountain she would go to the barn and get a handful of hay and put it in the manger. Christmas morning, Katie and I would come out and there would be a baby-doll wrapped in a cloth and lying in the manger, surrounded by all the gifts, a visual of the gift that we are the most thankful for.
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Totally didn't know about this tradition, but I love it!! I think we might do that with Moriah!
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