A King's Birthday

Tonight, was our church's annual children's Christmas program titled 'A King's Birthday.'  All of the kiddos did such a great job and I am especially proud of my handsome wise man and 2 sweet little angels.  Here's Evan in his costume.  I just love it!

Evan

My Addi Angel really enjoyed that her Aunt Ashley was a play helper.  She loves her Aunt Ashley very much.  I was kind of nervous about how Addi would do during the program.  On the way there, she got nervous and cried a little.  Once we got to the church and she got into her costume, she did wonderful!

Angel Addi with Aunt Ashley

Payton was an angel too.  I thinks she looked so pretty!  She did a great job too!

Angel Payton

Here's our friend who we call Jman.  He was a Shepard boy.  He's such a ham!

Our friend and Shepard boy - Jman

Before the program started, Aunt Ashley entertained a couple little angels.  They love playing games on Aunt Ashley cell phone.

Addi, Payton, and Aunt Ashley

I had to be at the church extra early, so I dropped Karsyn off at Nana and Papa's house.  When they got to the church, Nana had pulled her hair back into 2 little clips.  I thought it looked super cute!  Karsyn went to the church nursery for the first time without me for part of the program.  She did great.  No tears at all from either one of us. =)

Karsyn

Before the play started the kids were all part of a bell choir.  When Addi saw us, her little face lit up.  At one point, I heard her tell Payton, "Ring your bell!"  I couldn't help but laugh.

Bell choir

The program was short, sweet, and to the point.  I hope this really helps the kids keep the true meaning of Christmas in their heart.  Since the play, I can't help but think of a song by Third Day called Manger Throne.  Here are the lyric:

What kind of King would leave His throne
In Heaven to make this earth His home?
While men seek fame and great renown
In loneliness our King comes down

Jesus, Jesus, precious One
How we thank You that You've come
Jesus, Jesus, precious One
A manger throne for God’s own Son

You left the sound of angels' praise
To come for men with unkind ways
And by this Baby's helplessness
The power of nations is laid to rest

What kind of King would come so small
From glory to a humble stall?
That dirty manger is my heart, too
I'll make it a royal throne for You

My heart is a throne
My heart is a throne for God's own Son