Meanwhile, we enjoyed the caprese salad wreath Sara Michelle created. My star-shaped sugar cookies came out of the oven looking more like snowflakes, but they were delicious. And it was fun mixing the dough and cutting out shapes with Isaac earlier...until he inexplicably put his powdered sugar-covered hands in his hair and danced around. That was bizarre. I try not to ask Isaac things like, "Why would you do that?" because he's three---he rarely has any reason for doing anything other than, "I wanted to." But "STOP! WHY---?! WHAT---?! STOP!" slipped out anyway. Isaac blinked at me and rubbed his hands on his jammies instead. Sigh.
Coincidentally, our Bible story tonight at bedtime was the angels appearing to the shepherds, and the shepherds running to see baby Jesus. We read a story out of the Jesus Storybook Bible each night, working our way through the Bible start to finish, and tonight's story just happened to fit into exactly what we'd been doing all day! I love that. The true meaning of Christmas...in July...!