Truly, my most prized possession is the oversized, papier-mache Italian nativity I inherited from my Grandmother. Rest her soul, she saved to purchase the fragile pieces from Woolworth's during World War II. As a small child, each December I would help her remove each piece from its box and carefully uncoil the delicate lengths of dressmaking tissue wrapping them. Always the first Christmas decoration, it's a tradition I hope to continue with Grandchildren of my own.Last week I found a pile of spent Nerf darts peppered around my heirloom nativity's present location. In light of this discovery I'm imposing a Ramadan-esque Holy Month.
Each December hereforth Holy Month will begin at sundown the eve before Jesus, Mary and Joseph are removed from their deteriorating 70 year old boxes. During the their monthlong display, mischief-makers must resist their desires and refrain from everyday evils. That means the Nerf-packin' rowdy underagers that have overtaken the interior (due to below-freezing outdoor temps) must lay down foam arms and honor the holy law. It also means that whatever new, super-power, battery operated Nerf monstrousity Grandma gifts the grandson will remain at her house until Holy Month's end when the antique trinity returns to storage... safe and sound.
this is HILARIOUS!!!
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