I have a thing for nativities.
Kinda like they’re potato chips, and you can’t have just one.
They’re all so different…each beautiful for different reasons.
I am hesitant to say I officially “collect” them though.
I had this friend in high school who loved Donald Duck. She made the mistake of telling people that she collected Donald Duck stuff. Because before she knew it, every gift, every trinket had that angry fowl on it. T-shirts, sweatshirts, light switch covers, mugs, mugs, mugs…you name it…the girl somehow managed to own it.
I’m not sure if it bothered her, but I know that it would have made me start to hate good ol’ Don after a while.
And because there are probably thousands of different nativities out there, I don’t want to become the Crazy Nativity Lady.
Who, by my estimation, is only about 2 steps removed from the Crazy Cat Lady.
I’m too young to be that close to the Crazy Cat Lady.
Give me ten more years.
I call this my Catholic Nativity. I don’t know why, it just reminds me of the Catholic Church I grew up going to.
Each piece is pretty big…it’s ornate…all gold leaf and such.
I love it. It would have cost me a small fortune if not for the 75% off after Christmas sales and blowing all of my Christmas gift money on it back in our broke, newlywed days.
I distinctly remember Andy thinking I was insane for wanting to spend the entirety of my gift money on a decoration…that would be immediately boxed up for a year.
I don’t know why I insist on putting it on top of a blanket of “snow”. I’m not a geography buff, but I’m fairly certain that it doesn’t snow in the Middle East.
Then again, blonde Baby Jesus and Caucasian Mary and Joseph look more like they’re from Minnesota anyway. Where it does snow.
My grandma gave me this little Mexican nativity.
All hand painted and made out of clay.
I can almost hear Maria (she’s Latin, hello!) whispering Spanish sweet nothings to little Jesus (pronounced Hay-zeus in this case).
And the lambs with their weird red faces.
One of the ways I might safely be able to say I collect nativities is to have the collection be from around the world…rather than, you know, whatever WalMart has for sale that year.
Andy went to Munich on business earlier this year and while I usually tell him to save our money and spare me the souvenir magnet, I specifically asked him to look for a German nativity.
He had to do some asking around, but finally found this itty bitty hand carved wooden set from some local German artist.
Look, there’s Jesus by a quarter.
This set is my new favorite.
All the different wood tones…just perfect.
The kids have a few sets too.
The quintessential Little People nativity.
A cuter baby Jesus there has never been.
Those little chubby cheeks and bitty little eyes.
Is that blasphemous? I don’t know. But probably.
They also have this Veggie Tales set.
My latest acquisition is the Melissa & Doug Nativity Set.
We love all things M & D.
It’s gonna be hard to part with these whenever the kids grow up and want to take them with them.
I wonder if they’ll fight over who gets which set?
Or if they’ll each have a different favorite?
At this rate, I definitely need at least one other kid nativity…because I am not giving up Maria and Nino.
Do you have more than one nativity in your house? Or am I the only crazy one that thinks you can’t have enough manger scenes?