Everly was a sheep. She had two lines and a little solo singing with her fellow adorable sheep. She also informed me that there was "not a real Baby God in the manger, just a doll from dress-up. Because it's hard to use the real Baby God."
(and it pays to have a famous photographer friend when all your pictures don't turn out!)
And then there's the moment that your God-Mother shows up from Seattle. And makes your day.
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