We're a little behind on responding to questions and follow ups because yesterday we discovered that the Baby Jesus, which has to be ready for tonight's midnight Mass, had a chip on his face. (I have not capitalized "his" in that sentence because I'm referring to the statue of Baby Jesus for the manger, so calm down. Baby Jesus does not have a chip on His face.)
It was a gouge, really. I didn't want to end up like that poor lady who botched Jesus on the pillar. I have to say, though, between you and me, that botched Jesus makes me laugh really hard. Not because of the ruined art work (well, that too, truth be told), but because I can just imagine that lady, with the best intentions, poking away at it with her paint brush, thinking all was going along swimmingly, and then stepping back and seeing....not so much. Going from touch ups to an unfixable mess. Haven't we all been there?
You think, "If I just pull this thread...." "If I just put a dab of paint here...." "If we just cut the dog's toe nails a little..." "If I just stack a few more things in this pile..."
And then...an unfixable mess.
So we were nervous about how to fix the statue. At least we avoided any finger pointing as to how he became chipped. It remains a mystery, although not a Sacred Mystery. Just a "he was fine when we put him in the box last year" mystery.
At least for his "birth" tonight, he's looking rosy, with a patchwork of spackle and water color paint. The spackle absorbed more paint that anticipated, making one cheek more rosacia than rosy, so we had to rosy up the other cheek. Botched Jesus could have snow balled from there. But all is calm and his cheeks are especially bright. We'll leave it at that for this year.
Then we'll let the pros take over.
So Merry Christmas! I'll leave you with some nuns at Christmas for your holiday (holy day) enjoyment.