This is my darling daughter when she was two. We spent Christmas at my Aunt's house, and Shelly was fascinated with her Nativity scene. The characters were almost as big as her dolls.
See how she is lovingly touching and pointing out each one? My cousin is there on the couch behind her, so she knows to be careful. After all, I warned her, too.
Here, she has been allowed to pick up one, but carefully, I remind her.
Now with no one looking, or so she thought, she decided to taste one. We snapped this picture, catching her in the act, before quickly retrieving the sodden character. (Luckily, no characters were harmed in the taking of these pictures.)
"And in the same region there were some shepherds staying out in the fields, and keeping watch over their flock by night.... And it came about when the angels had gone away from them into heaven, that the shepherds began saying to one another, "Let us go straight to Bethlehem, than and see this thing that has happened which the Lord has made known to us." Luke 2:8, 15
This busy time with all our Christmas "jobs," let us stop, like my daughter and the shepherds, and run to the manger to see and taste the goodness of God. Come let us adore Him.
But please do not eat the characters.