I loved the school nativity shows when you guys were little.  I remember when you were in nursery and you and Reuben were right down at the front.  You looked bewildered and bemused by all the noise and the people.  Every now and then you stopped sucking your thumb and joined in with a few words of the songs and an action or two, but generally you looked as if you had no clue where you were or why.  You were so cute though (dressedas an angel, or was it a sheep that year?).  The nativity was my very favourite part of Christmas, and I used to cry every year!