This week's Sincerely 'Fro Me to You features a childhood family tradition. Some families read "The Night Before Christmas" on Christmas Eve and make cookies to leave out for Santa. In my family, there was no Santa. My parents were relatively new Christians when I came along, and in their new-believer fervor, Santa, the Easter bunny, and a whole slew of other things were banned from our house. Yes, I was "that kid" in the classroom who took it upon herself to tell her classmates the "truth" about their holidays.
Instead of Santa or watching a holiday special that had magic (i.e. Rudolph or Frosty), my family had their own nativity play Christmas Eve. This sounds great until you realize that I'm an only child and my mom didn't participate, which left my dad and I to cover all of the roles. We did fine with our 2-person play - I was Mary, the innkeeper and the angels, my dad was Joseph, the shepherds and the wise men. Here is a picture from our play when I was 4:
Yes, "Mary" is wearing a tie to hold the towel up around her waist and the donkey is a stick horse from an amusement park. Yes, "Joseph" is wearing a towel and a belt around his head, using a child's baton for a staff and a bathrobe for his clothes. As for why "baby Jesus" is wearing pink, I haven't a clue.
I'm pretty sure the Christmas plays kept up until 2nd grade or so, when I was "too big" to pretend anymore. I had a lot of fun doing the plays, however, and they make up some great Christmas memories for me.